Struck, was I, not yet by Lightning


Struck, was I, not yet by Lightning
Lightning lets away
Power to perceive His Process
With Vitality.

Maimed was I yet not by Venture
Stone of stolid Boy
Nor a Sportsman’s Peradventure
Who mine Enemy?

Robbed was I intact to Bandit
All my Mansion torn
Sun withdrawn to Recognition
Furthest shining done

Yet was not the foe of any
Not the smallest Bird
In the nearest Orchard dwelling
Be of Me afraid.

Most I love the Cause that slew Me.
Often as I die
Its beloved Recognition
Holds a Sun on Me

Best at Setting as is Nature’s
Neither witnessed Rise
Till the infinite Aurora
In the other’s eyes.


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Struck, was I, not yet by Lightning