Sun Blossoms

Vision Of The Invisible

I gather fruits of thought on a timeless shore;
The measureless silence breaks into a sound,
A rhythmic fire that opens a secret door
And the treasures of eternity are found.

Life then becomes a constant new delight;
All figures and all things express the one
Primeval beauty of the. Infinite
Lined with the gold of an immortal sun.

My moments pass with moon-imprinted sail
Leaving behind an emptiness of dream,
Where mortal breath reflects a shadow-pale
Vision of the invisible Supreme.

They grow out of their sombre dwelling-cave
Into the Wide heaven of the luminous Whole,
Till every movement is a diamond wave
Upon the tranquil ocean of the Soul.

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