Cosmic Morn

Feel the Self fade, feel the great life begin, 35

With Love re-rising in the cosmic morn.

The inward ardour yearns to the inmost goal;

The endless goal is one with the endless way;

From every gulf the tides of Being roll,

From every zenith burns the indwelling day; 40

And life in Life has drowned thee and soul in Soul;

And these are God, and thou thyself art they.

 

Frederick William Henry Myers, "A Cosmic Outlook" (l. 35-42). 1917.

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