Krishna
'I am Beauty itself among beautiful things.' Bhagavad-Gita The East was crowned with snow-cold bloom And hung with veils of pearly fleece: They died away into the gloom, Vistas of peace--and deeper peace. And earth and air and wave and fire In awe and breathless silence stood; For One who passed into their choir Linked them in mystic brotherhood. Twilight of amethyst, amid Thy few strange stars that lit the heights, Where was the secret spirit hid? Where was Thy place, O Light of Lights? The flame of Beauty far in space-- Where rose the fire: in thee? in me? Which bowed the elemental race To adoration silently?
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"'I am Beauty itself among beautiful things.'..."
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