I am a stag: Of seven tines,
I am a flood: Across a plain,
I am a wind: On a deep lake,
I am a tear: The sun lets fall,
I am a hawk: Above the cliff,
I am a thorn: Beneath the nail,
I am a wonder: Among flowers,
I am a wizard: Who but I
Sets the cool head aflame with smoke?
I am a spear: That roars for blood,
I am a salmon: In a pool,
I am a lure: From Paradise,
I am a hill: Where poets walk,
I am a boar: Ruthless and red,
I am a breaker: Threatening doom,
I am a tide: That drags to death,
I am an infant: Who but I
Peeps from the unhewn dolman arch?
I am the womb: Of every holt,
I am the blaze: On every hill,
I am the queen: Of every hive,
I am the shield: For every head,
I am the tomb: Of every hope.