now air is air and thing is thing: no bliss
now air is air and thing is thing:no bliss
of heavenly earth beguiles our spirits,whose
miraculously disenchanted eyes
live the magnificent honesty of space.
Mountains are mountains now; skies now are skies---
and such a sharpening freedom lifts our blood
as if whole supreme this complete doubtless
universe we'd(and we alone had)made
---yes;or as if our souls, awakened from
summer's green trance, would not adventure soon
a deeper magic:that white sleep wherein
all human curiosity we'll spend
(gladly, as lovers must)immortal and
the courage to receive time's mightiest dream
Created by
guccipiggy
Last modified
2005-03-17 09:04 PM
