The fire that burns in me today   
   Will also burn in me tomorrow   
   In all derangement and all sorrow   
   Its shadows shall the walls display.   
      
   Outside the opening of a cave   
   Or out of the volcanic crater   
   Is seen the truth of higher nature   
   And everything that it may save.   
      
   It is in everything that's true   
   And also everything apparent -   
   The sky, illumined and transparent,   
   Alit in pink and white and blue -   
      
   Reflects him as though through a prism   
   And into multi-colored splednor   
   The universal truth is rendered,   
   Like lava bursting through the schisms.   
      
   The fire that burns in me today -   
   A spark of all-consuming plasma -   
   Will percolate like a miasma   
   Into the place where shadows play -   
      
   Will burn the skin of all therein   
   And fill their noses full of poison   
   And make the place destroyed and noisome   
   Until in cave they can't remain;   
      
   But burst into the higher mind   
   From higher mind to higher senses   
   And as their spirit-form advances   
   They see the sun, but go not blind -   
      
   But burn through stone, through barren rock   
   And smash and tear and rise to passion   
   Shaking the earth like a concussion   
   And time resetting like a clock.   
      
   Water in heights; in water, heights -   
   In heights of mind exists life's essence   
   And in its gentle incandescence   
   At truth of universe arrives   
      
   In water, heights; and as its waves   
   Engulf, carress the restless kernel   
   Etheric merges with infernal   
   To cleanse the confines of the cave,   
      
   And send its members through the core -   
   Into the ever-waiting heaven -   
   And then return into the cavern,   
   This to repeat forevermore.   
      
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   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)