The Secret Splendour

Garuda

Sweep down keen dweller on the eyrie height

Of ultimate self-vision—in the blaze

Of your tree-born sapphire

Delight

Consume eath's ineffectual stray desire!

Its narrow joy, plucked by your swift control

Of claws that grasp the edge of the infinite,

Absorb in your eagle-zest, O secret Soul!

 Prey on each crawling passion and increase

The sinews of your boundless braveries—

Irradiant wing-waft through eternal space,

Pride of lone rapture and invincible sun-gaze!

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