The Secret Splendour

Colours so deeply quiet here upbrim,

If God could worship He would worship these—

 But since there is no winging above Him,

He gave her all Himself, as on a sea's

Wideness the lustres of the whole sky swim.

Heaven's equal, carrying us to unknown shores

Of bliss and beauty!—if but once I limn

Your vigil on my soul, by that blue force

The body's stain would wash away from me—

Rather this body standing now so coarse

Would serve the soul with bright transparency.

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