Seals Of Thunder

They say I sing in secrets—they have ears But do not hear; have eyes but do not see Truth’s naked beauty is her panoply, Their eyes are blinded with its splendid spears. With shadowy symbols fitted to their fears Now will I clothe a visible mystery, Yet none shall understand the prophecy Save you, nor pay the tribute of their tears. But you will understand me, for I speak First to your heart, then to your soul in song Spreading its golden pennons for the strong, Smiting like sunrise on the snowy peak Of glory—and to you the stars belong And all the glowing splendours that I seek.