The Gates of the Sun

 

Knock and knock at the gates of the sun,

Unveil the golden planes,

Where the shapes of the Light are spun,

Beyond the earth-sky chains.

 

All the stars of knowledge have sunk,

All wisdoms take their flight,

Fall and falter like one dead-drunk,

Upon the roads of night.

 

Madness heaves and a half-lit moon

Goes swimming through the brain;

Earth insists upon its boon,

The waters on their pain.

 

Let the myriad sins grow still,

The sorrows understand;

Mould the old worlds to the Will

That holds and powers your hand.

 

Come unfearing, knock and wait,

The gates shall swing apart;

You will go, past Wheels of Fate,

To the inmost golden Heart.

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