The Crystal Castle Poem by Michael Walker

We've seen her crystal castle made of light,
Her tapers glowing in her bowers bright
With stars she's stolen from the darkest night
That we must enter to behold her sight.

The angels and the souls of saints long past
Grace her radiant celestial court,
For golden hosts compose their sole repast,
And with resplendent prayers do they consort.

Lady, hear this desperate last prayer!
May your palace be a home for me,
For you're the princess who dispels despair
With eyes that glisten like the crystal sea.

I pine upon your cloud-enshrouded beach,
And with my tears do I your prayers beseech!