I will write the poem of poems <br />I will sing the song of songs <br />I will dance the dance of dances <br />I will play the sound of sounds <br />But sounds are never half so fair <br />As when whole music turns to pure air <br />And the universe dies of excellence. <br /> <br />Poem, song, dance and sound <br />Fall from their heavenly towers. <br />Joys walk no longer down the blue world's shore. <br />All fear another wind, another thunder: <br />Then one more voice <br />Snuffs all I feel in one gust. <br /> <br />And I go forth with no more wine and no more stars <br />And no more poems and no more sounds <br />And no perfumes and no senses: <br />While God sings by himself in acres of night <br />And walls fall down, <br />And I am free.<br /><br />daubmir nadir<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/collapsing-universe/
