"THE GOLDEN STRING" A COLLECTION OF POETRY ON INTUITIONAL CONSCIOUSNESS CHOSEN BY CATHERINE ALLER AND HELEN FORSYTHE 1937 |
"Sanctuaries" by Katherine Tynan Hinkson
Hearts are thy sanctuaries: Thou hast set Wide open a heart's gate Where I come in and am at rest, Sure comfort, surpulsage of love. Thou givest enough! Worse are thy sanctuaries and all Dear gardens musical, And fields and groves where it may be Thine angel walks with me. Thine angel! Nay, but Thou dost walk with me, and talk.
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| "A Hope At
Last" by Shaemas O'Sheel Its lines are all unwritten, and afar, In quiet caverns of the morning, wait The rhythms it must hurl against the Gate, And in the nebula of an unborn star Unborn its high predestinate glories are. But the winged magic that must guide me soon or late, From some far wind, some word vernacular. Oh, there will be rare revelry in my soul, As when a king's house glows with sudden sound To hail the new-born man-child of a king, And where the immortal stars of beauty roll Through the vast heavens of thought that have no bound New flame will leap when my true songs I sing. |