Her simple cry struck out the universe.

Did she know, from the beam in my mute eye?

Embers had caught fire, I wanted her;

She called to me ‘mid the revelers’ night;

All, awash in color, the dancing throng.

Just a pure voice, across, so far, so near.

I turned, only I, heard her piercing song.

She called my name, held her soul in my ear

Through the din of all the world’s escapade,

Like a Formel after its lost Eyas;

Passed all that ever was, infinite made,

Reverent, saintly, rapturous, pious

So clear her heart-filled note, this melody.

Was meant for ever yon, to be with me.





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