Reunion

THE breath of life is a ame mystery

That circles towards a hidden altitude,

A spark, a movement of eternity

And in its occult seed a veiled Godhood.

Creation is a child of God-delight;

Born from illimitable seas of sound

It turns to its tranquil source in the In
nite

Escaping from the monotone of Times round.

The mystic Light that shines in every heart

Climbs towards an unknown solitary Sun

And joins its own immortal counterpart

Accomplished in that timeless union.

Thus all things born pass into a divine

Nothingness and reach that single Bliss again

Whence they sprang like stars on a nebulous sky-line,

A fathomless beauty in a sphere of pain.

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