116 - Arbab-I-Shahud -

I LAY in darkness and the vision came;
All praise to Him who makes the twain be one;
Who lit in heaven the splendour of the sun,
And in this world of darkness and of shame
Sowed the live seed of that all-mastering flame
Wherein incorporate and eternally
We two shall burn together, thou and I;
All praise and power and glory to His name!

The steel and bronze are molten into gold,
The coal and faggot glorified in fire;
No more, no more the darkness and the cold,
No more the hopeless infinite desire —
Not all the powers of time can part us now;
He who is One hath spoken. I am Thou.
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