Today singing a song go on the stars;
Paying heed, I begin hearing.
On thought a star pours stream ambrosial;
My heart is upsurging.
From land to land floats a song,
Into all consciousness, in every heart.
Enveloping the mote of dust, molecule, and atom,
Psyche's door is opening.
Through the octave inside music-methods,
Song gives sway on heaven's vault.
Range of vision having reached, by pulse it drives amok;
Periphery's block it is ignoring.
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They beckon me with a song of infinity.
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