Poems
THEME/S
Two months of song have swept my soul
Out to the very nerves of sense
And with the body's vehemence
I have taken to myself the whole
Wonder of the timeless Secrecy!
Visions of day and dreams of night
Have thrilled with a single master-tone
Healing the broken world to one
Great globe of truth-illumined Eye
Behind the flickers of human sight.
My ear has caught a harmony
Like some huge gloriole of sound
Circling infinities around
The blindly beating heart of me.
With every breath I have inhaled
A perfume of eternal peace
From all the fluttering transiencies.
And my ten fingers, like ten rays
Sprung out of hidden knowledge, move,
Awaking everywhere a love
Whose deathless heat was lying veiled
By matter's blank unfeeling face.
But deeper than the eye or ear,
Breathing or touching, is the sheer
Sense of immortal bliss within
When, through each song whose rhythms fill
With nectar-waves of trance, I win
A taste of the Ineffable!
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