Upon Visiting Yeat's Grave

Under Ben Bulben
Near a tree
Beneath a shadow
Upon a breeze.  

There.  On the stone
Of a different colour:
Yeats is buried.  
Unimposing.

In the churchyard,
A man who didn't 
Believe in God.  
How did he get there?

A poet and a 
Genius, but not
A devout follower
Of Christ.  

A change of heart?
Or maybe even
A change of thought.  
Occultism and

Christian thought do
Not go hand
In hand.  But, 
There he lies.  

I won't make a 
Fuss.  His verse lives 
Inside of me more
Rich than the bible.