In the Darkness They Murmured and Mingled

[Jenjin]

Labdanum, black plum, black currant, violet, and champaca flower.

 

 

And they laughed, changing hands in the measure,

And they mixed and made peace after strife;

Pain melted in tears, and was pleasure;

Death tingled with blood, and was life.

Like lovers they melted and tingled,

In the dusk of thine innermost fane;

In the darkness they murmured and mingled,

Our Lady of Pain.