Sun Blossoms

Veiled Mystery

LIFE is a veil that covers a spirit-sky;
An infinite range of stars is held concealed,
And all that reaches from these firmly sealed
Heavens are but dim flickers of things high.

An inexhaustible source is there of Peace,
A Light unborn, undreamt of by this world:
Like songs in a silent bosom scarlet-pearled
It sleeps, bathed in the spray of seven seas.

The hour has come and, pierced through burning sands
Of desert-fire, the murmuring voice is heard
Of a gold stream. What mighty crystal hands
Release the music-flood of the Sun-bird?

The veil withdraws, and yet few only see
The figure of winged Light, wrapped Mystery!

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