The fire that burns in me today
Will also burn in me tomorrow
In all derangement and all sorrow
Its shadows shall the walls display.

Outside the opening of a cave
Or out of the volcanic crater
Is seen the truth of higher nature
And everything that it may save.

It is in everything that's true
And also everything apparent -
The sky, illumined and transparent,
Alit in pink and white and blue -

Reflects him as though through a prism
And into multi-colored splednor
The universal truth is rendered,
Like lava bursting through the schisms.

The fire that burns in me today -
A spark of all-consuming plasma -
Will percolate like a miasma
Into the place where shadows play -

Will burn the skin of all therein
And fill their noses full of poison
And make the place destroyed and noisome
Until in cave they can't remain;

But burst into the higher mind
From higher mind to higher senses
And as their spirit-form advances
They see the sun, but go not blind -

But burn through stone, through barren rock
And smash and tear and rise to passion
Shaking the earth like a concussion
And time resetting like a clock.

Water in heights; in water, heights -
In heights of mind exists life's essence
And in its gentle incandescence
At truth of universe arrives

In water, heights; and as its waves
Engulf, carress the restless kernel
Etheric merges with infernal
To cleanse the confines of the cave,

And send its members through the core -
Into the ever-waiting heaven -
And then return into the cavern,
This to repeat forevermore.

Ilya Shambat
https://sites.google.com/site/ibshambatpoetry

Ilya Shambat wrote:
>
> The fire that burns in me today
> Will also burn in me tomorrow
> In all derangement and all sorrow
> Its shadows shall the walls display.

> Outside the opening of a cave
> Or out of the volcanic crater
> Is seen the truth of higher nature
> And everything that it may save.

> It is in everything that's true
> And also everything apparent -
> The sky, illumined and transparent,
> Alit in pink and white and blue -

> Reflects him as though through a prism
> And into multi-colored splednor
> The universal truth is rendered,
> Like lava bursting through the schisms.

> The fire that burns in me today -
> A spark of all-consuming plasma -
> Will percolate like a miasma
> Into the place where shadows play -

> Will burn the skin of all therein
> And fill their noses full of poison
> And make the place destroyed and noisome
> Until in cave they can't remain;

> But burst into the higher mind
> From higher mind to higher senses
> And as their spirit-form advances
> They see the sun, but go not blind -

> But burn through stone, through barren rock
> And smash and tear and rise to passion
> Shaking the earth like a concussion
> And time resetting like a clock.

> Water in heights; in water, heights -
> In heights of mind exists life's essence
> And in its gentle incandescence
> At truth of universe arrives

> In water, heights; and as its waves
> Engulf, carress the restless kernel
> Etheric merges with infernal
> To cleanse the confines of the cave,

> And send its members through the core -
> Into the ever-waiting heaven -
> And then return into the cavern,
> This to repeat forevermore.

> Ilya Shambat
> https://sites.google.com/site/ibshambatpoetry

Outstanding poetry, Ilya....