Those are the eyes –
Yes, the eyes of Rebekah;
and they are saying ‘Alas’.
Listen; she speaks.

    (And do you hear?)
No, no, the winds blow too strong;
and my ears are filled with grass.
The strain! – It breaks!

    (What do you hear?)
I hear the wind, see a star
flutter away. And the lass …
The star she seeks

    has gone its way
to the sky, the black it knows.
Still it shines. … A globe of glass,
fragile, it breaks,

    falls in the fen –
the evil fen. Yet it cries
‘But do you know the morass! –
the good it speaks?

    Is it first, or
is it last? Who knows the strongs
of the intensest morass?
Who knows the weaks?

[Published April, 1966), in the Fort Huachuca Chapel Bulletin, Shavuoth 5726, as “Rebecca”.]
[Read by Bob Reitman, 1967, on WUWM-FM in Milwaukee WI.]