The Secret Splendour

Mantra

All's struck away,

 The gold and the grey —

A mystic silence suddenly broke out

 Drowning all symphony, all shout,

And left a glowing gap,

A slumber aching for miraculous dreams,

 Dreams that would step

From the in-world into clay

And build a shadowless day.

A new creation's quivering constellate gleams

Call to my sight, charm the strange void to move.

A wonder-world is waiting to come true,

Yearning for you

To utter from around, below, above,

The all-embracing all-remaking Mantra: Love.

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