The Secret Splendour

  Poems


Bard rhyming earth to paradise,

 Time-conqueror with prophet eyes.

Body of upright flawless fire,

 Star-strewing hands that never tire—

 In Him at last earth-gropings reach

Omniscient calm, omnipotent speech,

Love omnipresent without ache!

 

Does still a stone that cannot wake

 Keep hurling through your mortal mind

Its challenge at the epiphany?

 If you would see this blindness break,

Follow the heart's humility—

 Question not with your shallow gaze

The Infinite focussed in that face,

 But, when the unshadowed limbs go by,

Touch with your brow the white footfall:

A rhythm profound shall silence all!

 

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