The Island Sun

I have sailed the golden ocean
And crossed the silver bar;
I have reached the Sun of knowledge,
The earth-self’s midnight star.

Its fields of flaming vision,
Its mountains of bare might,
Its peaks of fiery rapture,
Its air of absolute light,

Its seas of self-oblivion,
Its vales of Titan rest,
Became my soul’s dominion,
Its Island of the Blest.

Alone with God and silence,
Timeless it lived in Time;
Life was His fugue of music,
Thought was Truth’s ardent rhyme.

The Light was still around me
When I came back to earth
Bringing the Immortal’s knowledge
Into man’s cave of birth. 

Notes on Text
13 October 1939. Three handwritten manuscripts.

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