Poems
THEME/S
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 drink up 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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