Divine Visitation

The heavens lay hold on us: the starry rays

Fondle with flickering fingers brow and eyes:

A new enchantment lights the ancient skies.

What is it looks between us gaze on gaze

Does the wild spirit of the endless days

Chase through my heart some lure that ever flies?

Only I know the vast within me cries

Finding in thee the ending of all ways.

Ah, but they vanish; the immortal train

From thee, from me, depart, yet take from thee

Memorial grace: laden with adoration

Forth from this heart they flow that all in vain

Would stay the proud eternal powers that flee

After the chase in burning exultation.