MAXWELL SMART MEETS
ST. JOHN OF THE CROSS

(The first two lines in stanzas one and three
are from St. John's poem, "Dark Night of the Soul")

On a dark night,
By the secret ladder concealed,
I went forth without being observed,
In one of the stage-set cities
That comprise our world,
Nobody knowing my name,
AND--LOVING IT!

I entered this dream of a world,
(Everything, everyone in their rightful places)
Walking among birthday-cake buildings
And forest-fresh trees,
Through parks with fountains
As fresh as lemonade,
AND--LOVING IT!

On a dark night,
My house being now at rest,
Seeing Creation the way it was meant to be seen,
With eyes of appreciation and gratitude,
I was walking where I had been set loose
In this happy, holy world,
AND--LOVING IT!

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