I dwell in the spirit’s calm nothing can move And watch the actions of Thy vast world-force, Its mighty wings that through infinity move And the Time-gallopings of the deathless Horse.
With wind and the weather beating round me Up to the hill and the moorland I go. Who will come with me? Who will climb with me? Wade through the brook and tramp through the snow?
There is a Wisdom like a brooding Sun, A Bliss in the heart’s crypt grown fiery white, The heart of a world in which all hearts are one, A Silence on the mountains of delight.
Because Thou art All-beauty and All-bliss, My soul blind and enamoured yearns for Thee ; It bears Thy mystic touch in all that is And thrills with the burden of that ecstasy.
I MADE an assignation with the Night; In the abyss was fixed our rendezvous : In my breast carrying God’s deathless light I came her dark and dangerous heart to woo.
I Sat behind the dance of Danger’s hooves In the shouting street that seemed a futurist’s whim, And suddenly felt, exceeding Nature’s grooves, In me, enveloping me the body of Him.
Life, death, – death, life; the words have led for ages Our thought and consciousness and firmly seemed Two opposites; but now long-hidden pages
Into the Silence, into the Silence, Arise, O Spirit immortal, Away from the turning Wheel, breaking the magical Circle. Ascend, single and deathless:
O Word concealed in the upper fire, Thou who hast lingered through centuries, Descend from thy rapt white desire, Plunging through gold eternities.