Sun Blossoms

In Heart’s Crystal Void

I AM thy loneliness
And thy White fire;
In thy heart's silences
My Spirit-lyre

Sings a celestial tune
Unendingly,
A carol of the moon
On a measureless sea.

My nights and days are cast
In thy heaven-mould
Like to a cup sky-vast
Wrought in sun-gold.

Clouds and stars come and pass
In a shadow void,
While my heart's crystal glass
Reflects unalloyed

Thy image Beauty-born
And intimate,
And the ever-Widening dawn
Of thy timeless state.

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