Sun Blossoms

Soul's Pilgrimage

O BRIEF immaculate moments of life
In which you left
The fragrant dream of your Presence
And through nights narrow cleft

Poured a greater source of Light
And deathless was the hour,
Each memory a white blossom
Carved on a rock of immortal power!

All the voices of eternity
Whispered through a single star,
And silences spoke from a womb of trance
Of a God-loneliness far,

A Spirit-hush with silver wings
In rhythmic flight away
Beyond time's circumscribed frail thought
And the dull notes of clay,

Beyond the range of transient sight
In haunted spaces of the mind
A universe of luminous peace
Untouched by sun or moon or wind,

A pilgrimage of the solitary soul
Risen from earth's dark tomb of death
To whence began these conscious throbs of life
And end in the one ultimate Breath.

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