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   ′′Heaven′′ has different
Signs – to me –
Sometimes, I think that Noon
Is but a symbol of the Place –
And when again, at Dawn,

A mighty look runs round
the World
And settles in the Hills –
An Awe if it should be
like that
Opon the Ignorance steals –

The Orchard, when the Sun is on –
The Triumph of the Birds
When they together Victory make –
Some Carnivals of Clouds –

The Rapture of a + finished Day –
Returning to the West –

 

 ¦

 

All these – remind us of the
place
That Men call ′′Paradise′′ –

Itself be fairer – we suppose –
But how Ourself, shall be
Adorned, for a Superior Grace –
Not yet, our eyes can see –

 

   + Concluded Day –

They dropped like Flakes –

They dropped like stars –

Like Petals from a Rose –

When suddenly across the June

A Wind with fingers – goes –

 

They perished in the seamless Grass –

No eye could fine the place –

But God can summon every face

On his Repealless – List.