[02:14.02]Beloved, gaze in thine own heart
[02:19.89]The holy tree is growing there;
[02:25.94]From joy the holy branches start
[02:31.59]And all the trembling flowers they bear.
[02:38.82]The changing colours of its fruit
[02:44.56]Have dowered the stars with merry light;
[02:50.76]The surety of its hidden root
[02:56.47]Has planted quiet in the night;
[03:02.78]The shaking of its leafy head
[03:08.21]Has given the waves their melody.
[03:14.44]And made my lips and music wed,
[03:20.93]Murmuring a wizard song for thee,
[03:28.04]
[03:32.25]There the Loves a circle go,
[03:37.88]The flaming circle of our days,
[03:43.51]Gyring, spiring to and fro
[03:49.27]In those great ignorant leafy ways;
[03:55.02]Remembering all that shaken hair
[04:00.82]And how the winged sandals dart
[04:06.45]Thine eyes grow full of tender care;
[04:13.28]Beloved, gaze in thine own heart.
[04:21.91]
[04:45.00]Gaze no more in the bitter glass
[04:50.95]The demons, with their subtle guile,
[04:56.78]Lift up before us when they pass,
[05:02.74]Or only gaze a little while;
[05:08.56]For there a fatal image grows
[05:14.15]That the stormy night receives,
[05:20.16]Roots half hidden under snows,
[05:26.05]Broken boughs and blackened leaves.
[05:33.32]
[05:33.91]For all things turn to bareness
[05:39.99]In the dim glass the demons hold,
[05:46.28]The glass of outer weariness,
[05:51.89]Made when God slept in times of old.
[05:58.12]There, through the broken branches, go
[06:03.43]The ravens of unresting thought;
[06:09.52]Flying, crying, to and fro,
[06:15.88]Cruel claw and hungry throat,
[06:21.77]Or else they stand and sniff the wind,
[06:27.35]And shake their ragged wings: alas!
[06:33.15]Thy tender eyes grow all unkind:
[06:39.69]Gaze no more in the bitter glass.
[06:49.02]
[07:12.52]Beloved, gaze in thine own heart,
[07:18.31]The holy tree is growing there;
[07:24.46]From joy the holy branches start,
[07:29.86]And all the trembling flowers they bear.
[07:36.16]Remembering all that shaken hair
[07:41.47]And how the winged sandals dart,
[07:47.28]Thine eyes grow full of tender care;
[07:53.86]Beloved, gaze in thine own heart.
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