For You I had longed,
In the midst of moonbeams,
At ebon's other shore, at the sea of beauty,
Like a partridge entreats.
You heard not that call of mine;
Either You stay deaf-disguised,
Or the atom's pain You did not realize,
Maybe with chores busy.
Closer came a dark and dismal night;
Beneath it went my craving entire.
In that gloom You displayed a sight,
The Formless in fascinating clothing!
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Darkest is the hour just before the day breaks.
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