Sun Blossoms

Earth-Martyrdom

IT is the life within
That makes life beautiful:
Only the soul can win
The love of God and rule

Over the titan throng
That bars our heavenly flight
With forces triple strong
Veiling the Infinite.

Orbed with the glow we come
From far infinity,
But in earth's martyrdom
We lose the memory.

We travail in the dark
For ages and alone,
Till the sun-luminous streak
Resumes again its own

Supremacy and tears
The shadow-cloak of time
That our lost Spirit wears,
Revealing the Sublime.

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