Golden Rain

 

Ever your nectared glory drips

 Its shining gold apocalypse

Through the rock-roofs of agelong sleep;

 Empooled within the heart's lone cave,

 Its joy-streams gather wave on wave,

Far wisdoms of your plumbless deep.

 

For ever pours the golden rain

Within the blue lakes of the brain

Its strange, entranced magic lore;

The great white swans descend from high

Within the spirit's vaulted sky,

And nestle on its star-pearl shore.

 

Wild gleaming cascades of delight

Drop headlong from the zenithed height

Empowered sun-truths, moons of grace;

And all the splendour, triumph, power,

 Is gathered to a mystic flower

Within the beauty of your face.

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