VII. 
I climbed still inwards.  At the moveless point 
Where all power, light, life, motion concentrate, 
I found God dwelling.  Strong, immaculate, 
He knew me and he loved !  His lips anoint 
My lips with love ; with thirst insatiate 
He drank my breath, 
Absorbed my life in His, dispersed me, gave me death. 
 
VIII. 
This is release, is freedom, is desire ; 
This is the one hope that a man may gain ; 
This is the lasting ecstasy of pain 
That fools reject, the dread, the searching fire 
That quivers in the marrow, that in vain 
Burns secretly 
The unconsuméd bush where God lurks privily. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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