The Adventure of the Apocalypse

Hidden apocalypt

Not the cool mind blinking with a million eyes

But the hungry heart that struggles to see once

With as intense a sight as its blindness now,

Is the blaze that catches time and eternity.

All things in a single glow suddenly break

To an infinite harmony in the human breast:

When the heart's hidden apocalypt cracks his cave

Vision is no delight of heavens hung far—

To see is to devour divinity!

Through one great gaze the whole universe of truth

Is drawn within by a tyranny of love

That brooks no distance betwixt seer and seen.

Colour becomes a laugh of inmost life—

Red rapture, blue bliss, yellow ecstasy,

A multi-mooded nectar tasting its own

Immortal deep and finding its self-taste man!

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