Friday, 27 October 2017

Fredegond Shove



Revelation

Near as my hand
The transformation: (time to understand
Is long but never far,
As things desired are)
No iceberg floating at the pole; no mark
Of glittering, perfect consciousness, nor dark
And mystic root of riddles; death nor birth,
Except of heart, when flesh is changed from earth
To heaven involved in it: not at all strange,
Not set beyond the common, human range;
Possible in the steep, quotidian stream,
Possible in a dream;
Achieved when all the energies are still –
Especially the will.

Published in “Daybreak” Hogarth Press 1922

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