Sun Blossoms

Reunion

THE breath of life is a flame mystery
That circles towards a hidden altitude,
A spark, a movement of eternity
And in its occult seed a veiled Godhood.

Creation is a child of God-delight;
Born from illimitable seas of sound
It turns to its tranquil source in the Infinite
Escaping from the monotone of Time's round.

The mystic Light that shines in every heart
Climbs towards an unknown solitary Sun
And joins its own immortal counterpart
Accomplished in that timeless union.

Thus all things born pass into a divine
Nothingness and reach that single Bliss again
Whence they sprang like stars on a nebulous sky-line,
A fathomless beauty in a sphere of pain.

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