For Thee

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For Thee

Poem

There it was, a tremendous pandemonium unleashed,
A shower of thunders as from crash of colliding worlds,
A melee of space and time and all things within manifested,
A storm of woes, a hail of tears and wretched wailing words.

“It ends, our cherished world”, the bewildered piteously cried.
Atop the soul’s mountain peak I watched them struggle below,
Then my inner eye parted lids and my heart by truth informed,
There He was, my Blue Beloved, goading furies to raging blow.

He beckoned me, “Come, partake my mirth, in this twilight dance,
When I uppend the old and make of its bodies a foundation new,
Come soul, join thy Maker’s merrymaking in action’s magic trance,
Round ending fires with locked hands My steps thou must follow.”

Oh what will I with eternity do, when it is of Thee empty?
If only in time Thou art tangible found I freely elect its captivity.

Lured, I forsook the lonely heights, “For Thee, my Beloved!”
Said I, stamped His name on my soul and into earth fields I plunged.