Who art thou that camest
Bearing the occult Name,
Wings of regal darkness,
Eyes of an unborn flame?
Like the august uprising
Of a forgotten sun
Out of the caverned midnight
Fire-trails of wonder run.
Captured the heart renouncing
Tautness of passion-worn strings
Allows the wide-wayed sweetness
Of free supernal things.
Notes on Text
No title in the manuscript. Circa 1934 – 36. One handwritten manuscript, written in a notebook used otherwise for Savitri.
