Magic

—After reading the Upanishads Out of the dusky chamber of the brain Flows the imperial will through dream on dream; The fires of life around it tempt and gleam; The lights of earth behind it fade and wane. Passed beyond beauty tempting dream on dream, The pure will seeks the hearthold of the light; Sounds the deep "OM," the mystic word of might; Forth from the hearthold breaks the living stream. Passed out beyond the deep heart music-filled, The kingly Will sits on the ancient throne, Wielding the sceptre, fearless, free, alone, Knowing in Brahma all it dared and willed. —June 15, 1894