Sun Blossoms

Aspiration

KEEP up the flame of sapphire-gold,
Arrow-point of the heart;
Dream-secrecy luminously scrolled
Blazons a new ways start.

The ash of dawn, the grey of eve,
The pearl of the moon
Shall track no more fire-silent heave
Climbing to the zenith noon.

Escaped from ruthless folds of dark
And wrinkled night, it has passed
The ivory gate of the twilight arc
To the halo of the Vast.

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