Roy Campbell - We are Like Worlds, by Roy Campbell

We bear to future times the secret news <br />That first was whispered to the new-made earth: <br />We are like worlds with nations in our thews, <br />Shaped for delight, and primed for endless birth. <br />We never kiss but vaster shapes possess <br />Our bodies: towering up into the skies, <br />We wear the night and thunder for our dress, <br />While, vaster than imagination, rise <br />Two giant forms, like cobras flexed to sting, <br />Bending their spines in one tremendous ring <br />With all the starlight burning through their eyes, <br />Fire in their loins, and on their lips the hiss <br />Of breath indrawn above some steep abyss. <br />When, like the sun, our heavenly desire <br />Has turned this flesh into a cloud of fire <br />Through which our nerves their strenuous lightning fork <br />Eternity has blossomed in an hour <br />And as we gaze upon that wondrous flower <br />We thin the world a beetle on its stalk.<br /><br />Roy Campbell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem..../we-are-like-worlds-