Poems
THEME/S
CALM like the mountain and inviolable Rises this star out of the morning-sea Hewn slowly from Gods hushed creative will, First word breaking the womb of agony.
A voice it brings and opens the hidden door Through a narrow fissure of encrusted earth: A blazing eye of the invisible core Comes down like an eagle into mortal birth.
Life's dead, and from its voiceless grave of snow A million rays reflect the unborn sun; Nothing that has lived lone in its white ow Is ever dead, but a still silence won
Into the throb of hueless matted coils: A jewel fashioned from rock-stone of toils.
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