Hira

On knucled Hira Mount the Seeker takes his rest

As mounting eastern flamehead fires the flint peaks.

From's cavern's gravid womb, stony ribbed,

His gaze reposed on disc of risen gold,

Brushstroke claret streaks blooming th'awak'ning east.

The Mountaineer in sandstone wrapped, 

A havening shadowed grot and 'closing weal 

'Mongst picketting guardian peaks,

His den stone-groyned beneath a summit spined,

And anvilled by purpling crest of sun imperial,

Th'orient flamehead firing flint peaks. 

At twice the arrows arc, as yew a-bending,

Like the beholden bronze collossus, haven pacing,

Did clouded shanks o'erarch the greening world,

Canopying limbs bestride the compass points;

Stewarding titan Seraph, Messenger's messenger,

Thund'rous prince of four horizons.

'Twas avowed the reaching swain in his hour

Enfleshed with sighing breath the earthen fowl; 

The moon her pearly housing seashell clove;

Plucked the heaving heart from chamb'ring breast

To purging lave with crystalled snowdrops pressed.

Now a vernal budding of the world,

springtime's outreach velvet bloom

Plumps the leaf and chann'ling sap

and frolic bees' sweet honeysuck boon.

A blazing inward pelf and new-come soul

Effacing dumb unsighted gloom benighted,

With doubled thumbs did mould and press

the infant form of divers worlds redressed.

In vaward to scrolling stream of mounting words

A logos 'flames the drowzèd vessel of the worlds

In channelled truth from heaven seven-stepped,

As light upon light, a sounding cradle song:

Recite!