Was The Dream Time Of The Alien Prince Poem by Patti Masterman

Was the dream time of the alien Prince:
Came searching, through my distant lands
An oasis to my clammering hands
And for my fitful, seeking eyes;
He knew was for him, the countless sighs
For he abides in a boundless grace
His smile extending to timeless space.

His face could contain the wild whirlwind;
The mountain peak, to him ascends
And we can do nothing hurried or fast:
In a thousand years, brave at last
I'll stretch enough, to reach his foot
As love still just a tender root;
And during his reply, many epochs will grow

To grant his benediction, as the far winds blow
There we shall own whole eons of time,
And all the planet's soul will rhyme
Like vast lords of a mercantile Earth;
We'll sing of a world, once gave love worth,
To love made in the old familiar way,
In all the places, that love held sway.

My wedding dress, the season's throne
Our cathedral, the vaulted heaven's home
Time is what we have always had
And to it's end, we will not be sad:
For at the end of time, he'll carry me
Across those portals of time, that be
To find the primordial song of songs-
The one the heart most purely longs.