Orison To Divine Beauty

I HAVE glimpsed a magic beauty in thy Face;

It oats before my sight in tranquil air

And turns the silence of my spirit-space

To a diamond energy of timeless prayer.

For mortal beauty I can crave no more,

Thou art the centre of my universe;

And in thy heart I have found the secret door

Leading to the ecstasy of the hidden spheres.

My heart begins to open like a rose

To the subtle touch of thy mysterious Power;

Tinged with imperishable hues it glows

Upon the summit of the eternal Hour,

And sings an orison to thy supreme

Beauty that moulds my life into a strange

Epiphany of thy apocalypt dream,

Approached by no wave of human mood and change.

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