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Deity.

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No personal; a God divinely crowned     With gold and raised upon a golden throne     Deep in a golden glory, whence he nods     Man this or that, and little more than man!     And shalt thou see Him individual?     Not till the freed intelligence hath sought     Ten hundred hundred years to rise and love,     Piercing the singing cycles under God,     Their iridescent evolutions orbed     In wild prismatic splendors, shall it see     Through God-propinquity become a god     See, lightening out of spheric harmonies,     Resplendencies of empyrean light,     Prisms and facets of ten million beams     Starring a crystal of berainbowed rays,     And in this - eyes of burning sapphire, eyes     Deep as the music of the beautiful;     And o'er the eyes, limpid hierarchal brows,     As they were lilies of seraphic fire;     Lips underneath, of trembling ruby lips     Whose tongue's a chord, and every sound a song:     Cherubic faces of intensity     In multiplying myriads to a word     Forming the unit, God; Supremity     Creative and ubiquitous.                 From this     Thy intellect, detached, expelled and breathed     Exaltant into flesh endowed with soul,     One sparkle of the Essence clothed with clay.     O high development! devolvings up     From matter to unmattered potencies,     Up to the source and fountain of all mind,     Beauty and truth, inviolable Love,     And so resumed and reabsorbed in God,     One more expression of eternity!

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