Hidden In Plain Sight: A Poem

Abundance!
Dancing!
Drawing flowers
Down in my room.

Cornucopia
Coping:
Cutting the corn
Bundling sheaves:
Souls for the tomb!

Relief leaving:
Golden foiled again!
Walking beside her
Gilding the Lilly
Of the sacred
Bloodied
Womb.

The sky has an Eye
Watching.
All seeing:
One hand waving.
One sea lapping.
One Angel crying
                       Oh!
      Does He
                    See
                          Me!