English poetry

Poems in English

The Mysteries Remain

The Mysteries Remain

The mysteries remain,
I keep the same
Cycle of seed-time
And of sun and rain;
Demeter in the grass,
I multiply,
Renew and bless
Bacchus in the vine;
I hold the law,
I keep the mysteries true,
The first of these
To name the living, dead;
I am the wine and bread.
I keep the law,
I hold the mysteries true,
I am the vine,
The branches, you
And you.



Poem The Mysteries Remain - Hilda Doolittle
 »