The Adventure of the Apocalypse

O vastness waiting for my small heart's touch

To bare the beat of your colossal heart

Hidden behind that hush of mountain-rock!

Piled with an ageless love is your grey poise,

But all a dreaming distance till we stretch

Our hands with a cry no granite gloom can crush;

Then like an echo million times rolled back

Come the same yearning tones and the aloof

Eternities enfold the limbs that die...

Now life is a circling sea of skies afloat,

Chanting one truth whose rhythms are numberless,

Each wave a dragon of the Infinite

Waking from the sleep that is omniscience

Plunged in its own abyss of nectar-light.

And though to all gaze I am rooted in silent trance

I reach on the vast embraces of God's deep

A golden shore of immortality,

Earth's secret Self lost by the shallows of mind.. .

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