dylan thomas

• "vision and prayer"
  ....
  that he who learns now the sun and moon
  of his mother's milk may return
  before the lips blaze and bloom
  to the birth bloody room
  behind the wall's wren
  bone and be dumb
  and the womb
  that bore
  for
  all men
  the adored
  infant light or
  the dazzling prison
  yawn to his upcoming.
  in the name of the wanton
  lost on the unchristened mountain
  in the centre of dark i pray him
  ....