Just read this one
Lovers and madmen have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic...
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And there's a nice poem from Sir Luke at the end in a comment:
Every Mask hides another, snarling in turn when uncovered-
What if, beneath all these masks, lay, not a face, but a hole?
And the Universe came rushing in.
What if everything revealed so far was just a series of increasingly desperate diversions?
Each one a masquerade, Enacted to safeguard a secret
too terrible or too wonderful to bear.
(in this reading)
As the Secret is approached it throws out visions, as the sun, heat and radiance,
each more opulent and grandiose
Than the last.
Here, I am god, at the centre of all things, all things abiding in me.
And all that comes to pass is simply and solely what I have written-
What say Our
Secret is squid and
Every god and devil, each chamber of heaven or circle of hell, but
a cloud of ink, opaquing the waters
And every Answer ever given just
A blackening of the blue.
Every Enlightenment, every vision vouchsafed by heaven, and every single word
Angel ever spoke to man-
a ruse, or feint
And every saint
A species of Dupe.
And yet,
is this not triumph?
To have come close enough to the sun,
that it burned?