Poems
THEME/S
O SILENCE of the infinite Soul, Settle in my heart; Make each beat of its mortal hour A fathomless part
Of thy unimaginable deep; My growing mood, A motionless inscrutable fire Of thy solitude,
Unmarred by the foam of timeless waves That rise and fall Along a verge of wandering dream Beyond earth's call.
The luminous distances of life Slowly retire From the interruptions of dim thought Into a higher
Existence, where for ever cease All cry and stress And vain shadows in a rhythmic sea Of inwardness.
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