The Mysteries Remain

 The Mysteries Remain
The mysteries remain,
I keep the same
cycle of seed-time
and of sun and rain;
Demeter in the grass,
I multiply,
renew and bless
Iacchus in the vine;
I hold the law,
I keep the mysteries true,
the first of these
to name the living, dead;
I am red wine and bread.

          I keep the law,
          I hold the mysteries true,
          I am the vine,
          the branches, you
          and you.
by H.D. (Hilda Doolittle)
(1886 - 1961)