All the great Words that toiled to express the One Were lifted into an absoluteness of light, An ever-burning Revelation's fire And the immortality of the eternal Voice.

An anthem pealed to the triune ecstasies, A cry of the moments to the Immortal's bliss. As if the strophes of a cosmic ode, A hierarchy of climbing harmonies Peopled with voices and with visages Aspired in a crescendo of the Gods From Matter's abysses to the Spirit's peaks. Above were the Immortals' changeless seats, White chambers of dalliance with eternity And the stupendous gates of the Alone. Across the unfolding of the seas of self Appeared the deathless countries of the One. A many-miracled consciousness unrolled Vast aim and process and unfettered norm, A larger Nature's great familiar roads. Affranchised from the net of earthly sense Calm continents of potency were glimpsed; Homelands of beauty shut to human eyes, Half-seen at first through wonder's gleaming lids, Surprised the vision with felicity; Sunbelts of knowledge, moonbelts of delight Stretched out in an ecstasy of widenesses Beyond our indigent corporeal range.