Out of the nothingness of sleep, <br />The slow dreams of Eternity, <br />There was a thunder on the deep: <br />I came, because you called to me. <br /> <br />I broke the Night's primeval bars, <br />I dared the old abysmal curse, <br />And flashed through ranks of frightened stars <br />Suddenly on the universe! <br /> <br />The eternal silences were broken; <br />Hell became Heaven as I passed. -- <br />What shall I give you as a token, <br />A sign that we have met, at last? <br /> <br />I'll break and forge the stars anew, <br />Shatter the heavens with a song; <br />Immortal in my love for you, <br />Because I love you, very strong. <br /> <br />Your mouth shall mock the old and wise, <br />Your laugh shall fill the world with flame, <br />I'll write upon the shrinking skies <br />The scarlet splendour of your name, <br /> <br />Till Heaven cracks, and Hell thereunder <br />Dies in her ultimate mad fire, <br />And darkness falls, with scornful thunder, <br />On dreams of men and men's desire. <br /> <br />Then only in the empty spaces, <br />Death, walking very silently, <br />Shall fear the glory of our faces <br />Through all the dark infinity. <br /> <br />So, clothed about with perfect love, <br />The eternal end shall find us one, <br />Alone above the Night, above <br />The dust of the dead gods, alone.<br /><br />Rupert Brooke<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-call-2/
