Poems
THEME/S
I SHALL yet rise like a lone star In the dark firmament; Nothing shall ever veil or bar My spirits heaven-ascent.
His wondrous beauty I have seen Shining in the inert clay, A smile of deathless light within Its heart of pale decay.
The nearness of his magic breath Lifts me above the world Of grey memories to a death Tranquil and luminous-whorled.
And his vast soul of diamond. light Presses with its sun-thought Upon the drowse of circling night In dream-crest billows fraught
With his splendour deep and measureless, Pearl-pure and luminous gold, A-brim with wine-red silences In his cup of infinite mould.
All my dim hours are slowly changed Into one motionless star Of his vision, myriad beauty ranged In a lone glow afar!
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