A Vision

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A Vision

Poetic Fragment

Out of the conflagration of heavens He came down,
The burning clouds as entourage and thunders as heralds,
The airs in a violent whirl danced, the worlds kneeled in obeisance,
In that vision’s heart He appeared seated, a golden sun His crown,
The gods like foam bubbles to His infinite ocean.
A surge of light-waves break the shores of earth..