Deliverance

I HEAR thy footfalls at my Spirits door,

O Beauty, my quest is done; I seek no more.

My eyes importunate dwell upon thy Face

And drink a cup of ecstasy from each gaze.

Bowing my head at thy immaculate feet

I feel that thou controllest every beat

Of my human heart by a miraculous power

That grows like a young sun from hour to hour.

Thy hands least touch brings back into my mind

A deep glimpse of a memory behind

The veil of time, when my soul was with thee,

An intimate part of thy in
nity.

Again into the lone empyrean height

I climb like a star from the abyss of night

To
nd in thee my lost primeval home,

Escaping from earths mortal martyrdom.

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