Poems
THEME/S
The heart sits blank in utter darkness
Through days and nights of idiocy,
Lonely and still, a vacant desert,
A stone's insensibility...
When sudden through the self's vast spaces
The shining worlds begin to move,
Trailing their moons and starry graces
Across the fields of heavenly love;
And suddenly the inner deeps
Vault outward to infinity,
And all the far blue heaven leaps
And merges in the heart's wide sea.
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