The Secret Splendour

God

A sudden Vast breaks forth above the brain—

Form, feature vanish in that rapt Inane—

God is free light, an unwalled timelessness!

But, when the soul settles in the Infinite's day,

And sees no more the Eternal from cooped clay,

God is a golden form wearing the bond

Of limb and visage: all the immense beyond

Is but His aura of love limitless

 Bent on a flooding down of skies to bless

 The human body, so time's slave may find

Through deep self-sight crowning a life long blind

 The immortal sun-face that is Supermind!

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