The Artist

Love, heat in the heart of thought,
Wraps around the grasp of things
Its flameful desiring wings
Till all’s one weld held taut
And the goal of life is bound
In the will’s fierce spoken sound—
“Love!”

Alone with his dream so fair
He passes from stair to stair
Through beautiful gleams, and rare,
To all that awaits him there
Serene, and without a care,
Where star-rays wave in his hair.

Life, individual, one,
In him is a sacred place
Of coolness touching his face,
Passionate cool, like his sun
WORK, whose love in him as wings
Lifts, intensifies, and sings,
“Life!”

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