After Watching the Passion of Joan of Arc (1929)

Though my knees be weak, Though my heart be but an organ, Though my bones be broken, Though my flesh be burnt as insignificant meat I have fulfilled my destiny Placed name upon eternity's bow Held up the stars and universe with my encumbered arches See me to my requiem See me to my soul See that I may be made of whisper and vapor No more does this burden concern me No more do these tears freeze against my weary cheeks Dutiful as always Stumbling just as easily Servant to Master Buyer to Dealer Patient to Healer Exodus to Genesis And O to my eyes Beholden your Majesty And my lips do not crack And my fingers are useless I need not walk, for you are my wings I am Wind I am Cloud I am Sun I am Stars I am Earth I am Ocean I am Ether.