Poems
THEME/S
Yoga
I shut my eyes and saw a Face
Of everlasting fire
Against abysses of calm space
Where no world-wings aspire.
Under the invulnerable gaze
Of that prodigious Sun
My spirit grew a giant daze
Of self-oblivion.
But suddenly the mystic blaze
And I were a single sense
Of some eternal fount of rays
Pouring omnipotence ...
Then I awoke. Yet all my days
Some mute in sky made bright
And all their span of tearful haze
Rainbowed a deathless light.
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