Palms before my feet (G. K. Chesterton)

When fishes flew and forests walked

   And figs grew upon thorn,

Some moment when the moon was blood

   Then surely I was born;

                       

With monstrous head and sickening cry

   And ears like errant wings,

The devil’s walking parody

                          On all four-footed things.

                       

The tattered outlaw of the earth,

   Of ancient, crooked will;

Starve, scourge, deride me:  I am dumb;

   I keep my secret still. 

Fools!  For I also had my hour;

   One far fierce hour and sweet:

There was a shout about my ears,

                           And palms before my feet.

--G. K. Chesterton, The Donkey

Image source:  Donkey made of a palm by Fr. Patrick Michaels, OLMC

Poem source:  https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47918/the-donkey