Sun Blossoms

New Vision

AGREY line of old memory recedes
Before the rumour of dawn-awakening,
And from my heart break out the aming seeds
Of light in an immaculate offering.

Earth finds in me her Spirits intimate voice,
And all her hopes are moulded through my clay;
The fleetest silver wings of thought rejoice
To y into my visions Widening day.

The silken garb of night veils now no more
Her soul's eternal beauty; a sudden stream
Of splendour drifts along time's lonely shore:
We feel through life's interminable dream

The voiceless grandeur of the Infinite,
And are inhabitants of a universe,
Where every form is a symbol of delight
Shining like a star on the brink of mystic shores.

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