Ambergris

4 AMBERGRIS Taken keep and donjon, and hurled the earthward, Rent and uprooted. Such rock-ruins people me tribes and nations, Kings and queens and princes as pure as dawning, Brave as day and true ; and a happy people Lulled into freedom ; Nations past the stormier times of tyrants, Past the sudden spark of a great rebellion, Past the iron gates that are thrust asunder Not without bloodshed : Past the rule of might and the rule of lying, Free from gold’s illusion, and free to cherish Joys of life diviner than war and passion— Falsest of phantoms. Only now true love, like a sun of molten Glory, surging up from a sea of liquid Silver, golden, exquisite, overflowing, Soars into starland. Sphere on sphere unite in the chant of wonder Star to star must add to the glowing chorus ; Sun and moon must mingle and speed the echo Flaming through heaven. Night and day divide, and the music strengthens, Gathers roar of seas and the dirge of moorlands ; Tempest, thunder, birds, and the breeze of summer Join to augment it. So the sound-world, filled of the fire of all things, Rolls majestic torrents of mighty music Through the stars where dwell the avenging spirits Bound in the whirlwind . . .