Sun Blossoms

Earth's Martyrdom

MY body is now a flame
Of the Spirit-fire;
Towards thy crystal Name
Its hues aspire.

Nothing shadows its deep
Moon-pearled breath
Falling like a still sleep
From the height of Death.

Visions come there and go
Leaving their white
Silence like a hushed glow
Of thy wizard Light.

Slowly I have become
A mirrored dawn
Of earth's lone martyrdom
To thy heaven withdrawn.

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