Spiritual colour in dimness angel--high, <br />The very Light made flesh! It is as though <br />Blood throbbed and blanched and fired to feel the flow <br />Of thought within the veins, or ecstasy <br />Live in one still drop. What leaf's juice could dye <br />That clear, clear green of paradise, what glow <br />Within the vine's black purples deepen so, <br />Meshed in the blue of coldly--burning sky? <br /> <br />Light for its crystal body has put on <br />Unearthly glory of verdure and of air <br />At dawn, and bright in mystery the flame <br />As of a heart eternal pulsing there. <br />O, earth and sky were needing a new name <br />When I came out into the simple sun.<br /><br />Robert Laurence Binyon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/windows-at-chatres/
