Fundannta phantom
Tall
In Jesus Christ robe
Elongated as the Summit Priest
Who
A large, large stretch of clouds
Over tall firs long
And bending boughs
And falling leaves
That late even time and night
Of dark sacredness
Rose
Rose
Taller
Taller the Fundamental Phantom
In other forms and persons thrived the dark
And when Dawn neared with her lustrous
Eyes
And when Dawn bid farewell to Dark and Night
Silent withdrew the pending moon and the star-light.
And these shall be in days to come
And this shall be in nights to come
And this shall be in weeks to come
And months
And years
Yet hazy undiscovered lie:
Yet
In all this
The Fundamental Phantom will be there.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem