The Godhead

I sat behind the dance of Danger's hooves In the shouting street that seemed a futurist's whim, And suddenly felt, exceeding Nature's grooves, In me, enveloping me the body of Him. Above my head a mighty head was seen, A face with the calm of immortality And an omnipotent gaze that held the scene In the vast circle of its sovereignty. His hair was mingled with the sun and breeze ; The world was in His heart and He was I: I housed in me the Everlasting's peace, The strength of One whose substance cannot die. The moment passed and all was as before; Only that deathless memory I bore.