FOR HER EMERALD OF LIFE
To echo inly through the caves
Of a deepening heart which knows itself for Thine.
Play Thy moon-music on the quiet waves
Of an ocean's wideness in the still soul,
FOR HER TOPAZ OF TRUTH-EXISTENCE
Shine in the clear space of holy noon
On all the upland hollows of the mind :
May every shadow-harbouring thought be strewn
With solar vastness and compelled
FOR HER AMETHYST OF THE POWER OF BEAUTY
Breathed of green multitudes of earth,
Far from hate's city, orbits of despair,
Alleys of desire or sultry streets of dearth.
Take my offered will and let it be
FOR HER RUBY OF REALISATION
Breathed of green multitudes of earth,
Far from hate's city, orbits of despair,
Alleys of desire or sultry streets of dearth.
Take my offered will and let it be