The devil defiled my dreams one night,
Sowing seeds of sin,
Scenes of sex and sodomy
Wailing from within,
Fickle flesh and phallic forms
Entwined in evil embrace,
All anguish and adultery,
No glimpse of God’s good grace,
I stirred in sweats of sordid sorrow,
Reeling in rich remorse:
“Dispel these damning demons
Father, free me of foulest force.”
And from the frailties of fervour,
Through thick and thunderous thought,
A passive peace pulsed in me,
Refreshed, renewed, reborn.
Exorcised are the evils
That taint, and taunt, and tempt,
And since that satanic slumber,
Deeply divine are the dreams I’ve dreamt.
Serena Malcolm 
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