He sat quietly in the parking lot The unprotesting man With a chess set on his knee Radio four to please And Beethoven spinning out the widow.
I flicked up my skirts and flew Straight into the arms of Masaccio Landing at the foot of his Madonna And two angels. The halo of the Christ child iridescent Elation graced me, I thought What marvellous balance The position of these angels Then gravitated down To the unprotesting man And knew this was love In the highest .