The Secret Splendour

So few can understand

My emptiness

Which the Ineffable

Chooses to bless;

With a day-by-day undoming

Of the little mind,

Each night a break in the cavern

That keeps the heart blind.

 Dreams and desires pressing

On transparences

 Are drawn away to nothing

By sudden skies.

Now waits my life without

A gripping "I"___

A hush that hearkens ever

For a world-cry

 To people the vast void

With golden gods

 Whose feet make everywhere

A rapture of roads

 For men to reach a future

Of soul in soul,

 Harmonies love-lighted

To a deathless goal.

How shall those unseen glories

Poor words express,

When all I show is a vigil

Of emptiness?

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