Through the guarded gateways
Of slumber
Past the wan-mooned abysses
Of night
Live o’er my lives without number
I have sounded all things with
My sight
I have whirled with the earth at
The dawning
When the sky was a vaporous flame
I have seen the dark universe
Yawning
Where the black planets roll
Without aim
Oh, great was the sin of my spirit
And great is the reach of its doom