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.