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I	A
	-
So you have swept me back	B
I who could have walked with the live souls	C
above the earth	D
I who could have slept among the live flowers	E
at last	F
	-
so for your arrogance	G
and your ruthlessness	H
I am swept back	B
where dead lichens drip	I
dead cinders upon moss of ash	J
	-
so for your arrogance	G
I am broken at last	F
I who had lived unconscious	H
who was almost forgot	K
	-
if you had let me wait	L
I had grown from listlessness	H
into peace	H
if you had let me rest with the dead	M
I had forgot you	N
and the past	F
	-
II	A
	-
Here only flame upon flame	O
and black among the red sparks	H
streaks of black and light	P
grown colourless	H
	-
why did you turn back	B
that hell should be reinhabited	P
of myself thus	H
swept into nothingness	H
	-
why did you glance back	B
why did you hesitate for that moment	P
why did you bend your face	H
caught with the flame of the upper earth	D
above my face	H
	-
what was it that crossed my face	H
with the light from yours	H
and your glance	H
what was it you saw in my face	H
the light of your own face	H
the fire of your own presence	H
	-
What had my face to offer	Q
but reflex of the earth	D
hyacinth colour	Q
caught from the raw fissure in the rock	R
where the light struck	S
and the colour of azure crocuses	H
and the bright surface of gold crocuses	H
and of the wind flower	Q
swift in its veins as lightning	T
and as white	P
	-
III	A
	-
Saffron from the fringe of the earth	D
wild saffron that has bent	P
over the sharp edge of earth	D
all the flowers that cut through the earth	D
all all the flowers are lost	P
	-
everything is lost	P
everything is crossed with black	B
black upon black	B
and worse than black	B
this colourless light	P
	-
IV	-
	-
Fringe upon fringe	U
of blue crocuses	H
crocuses walled against blue of themselves	H
blue of that upper earth	D
blue of the depth upon depth of flowers	H
lost	P
	-
flowers	H
if I could have taken once my breath of them	V
enough of them	V
more than earth	D
even than of the upper earth	D
had passed with me	W
beneath the earth	D
	-
if I could have caught up from the earth	D
the whole of the flowers of the earth	D
if once I could have breathed into myself	-
the very golden crocuses	H
and the red	P
and the very golden hearts of the first saffron	X
the whole of the golden mass	H
the whole of the great fragrance	H
I could have dared the loss	H
	-
V	W
	-
So for your arrogance	H
and your ruthlessness	H
I have lost the earth	D
and the flowers of the earth	D
and the live souls above the earth	D
and you who passed across the light	P
and reached	P
ruthless	H
	-
you who have your own light	P
who are to yourself a presence	H
who need no presence	H
	-
yet for all your arrogance	H
and your glance	H
I tell you this	H
	-
such loss is no loss	H
such terror such coils and strands and pitfalls	H
of blackness	H
such terror	Q
is no loss	H
	-
hell is no worse than your earth	D
above the earth	D
hell is no worse	H
no nor your flowers	H
nor your veins of light	P
nor your presence	H
a loss	H
	-
my hell is no worse than yours	H
though you pass among the flowers and speak	Y
with the spirits above earth	D
	-
VI	-
	-
Against the black	B
I have more fervour	Q
than you in all the splendour of that place	H
against the blackness	H
and the stark grey	Q
I have more light	P
	-
and the flowers	H
if I should tell you	N
you would turn from your own fit paths	H
toward hell	Z
turn again and glance back	B
and I would sink into a place	H
even more terrible than this	H
	-
VII	-
	-
At least I have the flowers of myself	-
and my thoughts no god	P
can take that	P
I have the fervour of myself for a presence	H
and my own spirit for light	P
	-
and my spirit with its loss	H
knows this	H
though small against the black	B
small against the formless rocks	H
hell must break before I am lost	P
	-
before I am lost	P
hell must open like a red rose	H
for the dead to pass	H

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