Walking to your place for a love festI saw at a street corneran old beggar women
I took her hand,kissed her delicate cheek,we talked, she wasthe same inside as I am,from the same kind,
I sensed this instantlyas a dog knows by scentanothe...
Now twenty-four or maybe
Was the woman's age, and her white brow was sleek;
Lips parted in surprise, the flawless cheek;
The long brown hair coiled sullenly alive;
HE moon shines in my body, but my blind eyes cannot see it:
The moon is within me, and so is the sun
The unstruck drum of Eternity is sounded within me; but my deaf ears cannot hear it
So long as man clamours for the I and the Mine,...