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I revel with the Lord in the form and the hue,
In the drama of the smile, the shade and the dew,
In the dance on the green, in the cup of his wine,
In the kiss of the soul, in the song divine.
Ashes are they that renounce in the den
Of the dark all the things, the colours and the men.
Full shall I drink my Lord’s red wine,
Take the passions on the stage and act what is mine.
The Love is enough, on the thorns of my pain
The roses must bloom, red as wine again.
I shall write with the blue of the hills he has reared
On the white of a conscience that their truth has cleared
Sweet lines of love and dream and flow
Like the outwork of rills till to sea I go.