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I Seek Thee in the Heart alone
Fountain of Fire whom all divide,
We haste asunder like the spray,
But waneless doth Thy flame abide
Whom every torch can take away!
We haste asunder like the spray,
But waneless doth Thy flame abide
Whom every torch can take away!
I seek Thee in the heart alone,
I shall not find in hill or plain;
Our rushing star must keep its moan,
Our nightly soul its homeward pain.
I shall not find in hill or plain;
Our rushing star must keep its moan,
Our nightly soul its homeward pain.
Song beyond thought, Light beyond power,
Even the consumings of this breast
Advance the clearness of that hour
When all shall poise, and be at rest.
Even the consumings of this breast
Advance the clearness of that hour
When all shall poise, and be at rest.
It cracks at last—the glowing sheath,
The illusion, Personality—
Absorbed and interwound with death
The myriads are dissolved in Thee.
The illusion, Personality—
Absorbed and interwound with death
The myriads are dissolved in Thee.
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