My mind, my soul grow larger than all Space;
Time founders in that vastness glad and nude:
The body fades, an outline, a dim trace,
A memory in the spirit’s solitude.
This universe is a vanishing circumstance
In the glory of a white infinity
Beautiful and bare for the Immortal’s dance,
House-room of my immense felicity.
In the thrilled happy giant void within
Thought lost in light and passion drowned in bliss,
Changing into a stillness hyaline,
Obey the edict of the Eternal’s peace.
Life’s now the Ineffable’s dominion;
Nature is ended and the spirit alone.
Notes on Text
2-3 October 1939, revised 5 November. Three handwritten manuscripts.
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