Aspiration

KEEP up the ame of sapphire-gold,

Arrow-point of the heart;

Dream-secrecy luminously scrolled

Blazons a new ways start.

The ash of dawn, the grey of eve,

The pearl of the moon

Shall track no more
re-silent heave

Climbing to the zenith noon.

Escaped from ruthless folds of dark

And wrinkled night, it has passed

The ivory gate of the twilight arc

To the halo of the Vast.

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