DRAW into thine own being the circumambient Power,
Till wholly invigorated by its divinity.
Thou art become enthusiast in every cell.
Poet throughout thy soul; breathing the fine
The starry breath of that spirit transcendent
Whose body thou may'st be, hast thou faith for it--
To vibrate, radio-active, with the intense
Joy of its immanent music, pain of the wild
Strange passionate intervals of its music.
That is no mere singing of words--pulsation
This, of celestial singing such as, it may be,
Thrills all the ether between the living stars.
