The Secret Splendour

Space is the infinite of God's witness Self

Permitting the endless will of God that is time;

But still the twin near glories shine apart.

Beyond them burns a mingle of mysteries—

Divinity reaches every goal at once

And a boundless Eye draws into its living deeps

The distances of future and of past—

Time merged in space through a supracosmic fire.

Beyond even this intense totality

Is the freedom of an all-forge ting light:

No space, no time, no four-dimensional muse.

Yet the pure Being rapt in its own immense

Marks not the sovereign term. Outtopping each

Grade, dwells a lustre of absolute victory:

Three golden faces of a single bliss

In which the whole time-drama and space-sight—

With changing mood or mood unchangeable—

Are lost for ever yet for ever found:

The kindling cosmos, the fused flaming All

Blaze without break from a timeless spaceless glow—

Brahma outstretching omnipiesent life,

Vishnu upholding one omniscient truth,

Shiva sustaining both by omnipotent peace!

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