Fire and Water

The fire that burns in me today 
Will also burn in me tomorrow 
In all derangement and all sorrow 
Its shadows shall the walls display.

Outside the opening of a cave 
Or out of the volcanic crater 
Is seen the truth of higher nature
And everything that it may save. 

It is in everything that's true 
And also everything apparent - 
The sky, illumined and transparent, 
Alit in pink and white and blue - 

Reflects him as though through a prism 
And into multi-colored splednor 
The universal truth is rendered, 
Like lava bursting through the schisms. 

The fire that burns in me today - 
A spark of all-consuming plasma - 
Will percolate like a miasma 
Into the place where shadows play - 

Will burn the skin of all therein 
And fill their noses full of poison 
And make the place destroyed and noisome 
Until in cave they can't remain; 

But burst into the higher mind 
From higher mind to higher senses 
And as their spirit-form advances 
They see the sun, but go not blind - 

But burn through stone, through barren rock 
And smash and tear and rise to passion 
Shaking the earth like a concussion 
And time resetting like a clock. 

Water in heights; in water, heights - 
In heights of mind exists life's essence 
And in its gentle incandescence 
At truth of universe arrives 

In water, heights; and as its waves 
Engulf, carress the restless kernel 
Etheric merges with infernal 
To cleanse the confines of the cave, 

And send its members through the core - 
Into the ever-waiting heaven - 
And then return into the cavern, 
This to repeat forevermore. 

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