I saw my life as whitest flame <br />light-leaping in a crystal sky, <br />and virgin colour where it came <br />pass'd to its heart, in love to die. <br />It wrapped the world in tender harm <br />rose-flower'd with one ecstatic pang: <br />God walk'd amid the hush'd alarm, <br />and all the trembling region rang <br />music, whose silver veils dispart <br />around the carven silences <br />Memnonian in the hidden heart — <br />now blithe, effulgurant majesties.<br /><br />Christopher John Brennan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-saw-my-life-as-whitest-flame/
