First Word

CALM like the mountain and inviolable

Rises this star out of the morning-sea

Hewn slowly from Gods hushed creative will,

First word breaking the womb of agony.

A voice it brings and opens the hidden door

Through a narrow
ssure of encrusted earth:

A blazing eye of the invisible core

Comes down like an eagle into mortal birth.

Lifes dead, and from its voiceless grave of snow

A million rays reect the unborn sun;

Nothing that has lived lone in its white ow

Is ever dead, but a still silence won

Into the throb of hueless matted coils:

A jewel fashioned from rock-stone of toils.