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THEME/S
...And look, see all:
The violet lights that play
Upon the hills of yesterday;
And today's pink-white dawn,
Opening of all roses.
But ever onward stream
the golden lights of a future day:
shafts of power piercing to the earth's core,
vertical descent of divinity
deep, far and deep, into earth's core:
shells of the sun exploding
over the nights of earth,
new radiance blasting dead clay.
Broken matter bespatters the stars,
The nights in fury arise,
becloud the skies.
Only the hidden sun-power's pressure,
only earth's humble heart of gathering gravitation,
silently, invisibly save.
All lies quiet at last.
The black blind ponies of night's deep-dug mines
stir and neigh to the horses of the sun...
Light enters quietly the beating heart of the dark,
liberating light, primeval — pristine purification
moving in subterranean waters;
The ignorant crust
of the god-seed cracks.
Upon the beauty of the shining lakes of peace
is born the Red Lotus.
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