I am the bird of God in His blue;

                        Divinely high and clear
            I sing the notes of the sweet and the true

For the god’s and the seraph’s ear.

I rise like a fire from the mortal’s earth

Into a griefless sky
And drop in the suffering soil of his birth

Fire-seeds of ecstasy.

My pinions soar beyond Time and Space

Into unfading Light;

I bring the bliss of the Eternal’s face,

And the boon of the Spirit’s sight.

I measure the worlds with my ruby eyes;

I have perched on Wisdom’s tree
Thronged with the blossoms of Paradise

By the streams of Eternity.

Nothing is hid from my burning heart;

My mind is shoreless and still;

My song is rapture’s mystic art,

                        My flight immortal will.