Classic Poem

A deathless music ...
Ah, Golden Bird,
In the morning I came to the sea and darkness was on it,
But the upper air was light ... dawn breathed ...

Out of the sea you rose until in the upper sky you shone,
O morning star ...
And you sang, and the song came down ...

" Follow, " you sang,
" For I am mystery deeper than song,
As deep as life ...
You never shall know what I mean, but following me
You shall know the path of air,
And know the path of Earth ...
Both paths are one in my golden shining. "

The song ceased:
And already I stood in the desert, and night was upon me,
On the way to the Muffled City.