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O Pygmy of Perfection!... When will I break through this blind stone of a breast? O warrior light caverned in my small heart, O dwarf with the hatchet forged in holy fire, Lift thy edged ecstasy and drive through clay The mystic fissure of a luminous laugh Answering the golden infinite of God's love! O pygmy of perfection, leap beyond To thy full stature of bliss that knows no birth! Then from the overarched eternities Come back time's king to trample the gilded roof Of the arrogant mind of me and plunge through thought With the cry of a thousand oceans pouring down Deep after deep of an inexhaustible truth! Brim this whole body with one will ever white And through each pore burst into the universe To -drown it in a measureless Self that turns All touches God discovering God anew! 25-7-48
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