Longings I bear for ought I have,
Wilfully the path of today walked upon,
Fears I had were unclothed of me,
Standing vulnerable & naked viz a newborn.
...
The Thrill came slowly like a Boom for
Centuries delayed
Its fitness growing like the Flood
In sumptuous solitude-
The desolations only missed
While Rapture changed its Dress
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