I enjoy the meterical integrity throughout the poem. This is something that takes effort and I don't often put forth that effort but appreciate it when others do. I particularly, also, enjoyed the section that spoke of Jesus and the idea of us searching for things rather than the intangibles that truly have the power to transform -if allowed to do so. There's a depth there that I could mull over for some time. Enjoyed the reading.
When I was back in college it seemed we needed a different way to deal with the girls than the boys. I called this the "this and that " of it. But I wonder why our love is being challenged "vines ensnare". Then again I guess there's always some who would challenge that which makes love pure, it exposes so much effrontery.
Calling the moon a baleful orb reminds me of DaleP's stuff. To me the moon is the moonshine that inebriates and liberates my soul. Kind of like the womanhood unsheathed, challenging the petty social and sexual pretenses that encumber it, revealing it's true inner beauty!! Then again there are a lot of cats who would moonshine argue that point.
I had a hard time with the third verse. Perhaps "the babies breath is drawn" refers to some sort of rebirth, or maybe the baby is the product of our love which may yet escape the deadly pallor of his gaze.
Morning is my favorite time of day, but I imagine for " the forlorn" It's more of a recovery from the night's bad dreams.
Being an agnostic christian I appreciate his philosophies, which have relieved so many peoples suffrage by giving them a direction they can pursue. A communion with God so to speak which makes all their troubles irrelevant. Some people need this.
As a warrior though I feel I have a purpose. That I can effectually challenge man's inhumanity to man and make a difference. Even be a mover in our race's social evolution. "All foes to conquer without fail" definitely touches my imagination's empathy even if somewhat technically unattainable. Too many other goals pursued by our fellow denizens. Foe becomes relative to attitude rather than realistic rectitude.
The yellow moon sounds unhealthy from the beginning, and later the whole idea of Jesus (which merely his name punches up) fills the figurative scene with wholesome illumination .. then it seems to me that in the last stanza, folk have misinterpreted everything and turned it to profit-seeking again. But still the prayer for compassion and integrity and the individual's salvation is going up, since that prayer is all we have.
I guess it's a vague story about the poem; but those are the thoughts it suggested to me. I am no christian, but I guess one doesn't need to be!