Seals of Thunder

They say I sing in secrets — they have ears
But do not hear; have eyes but do not see
Truth's naked beauty is her panoply.
Their eyes are blinded with its splendid spears.
With shadowy symbols fitted to their fears
Now will I clothe a visible mystery,
Yet none shall understand the prophecy
Save you, nor pay the tribute of their tears.

But you will understand me, for I speak
First to your heart, then to your soul in song
Spreading its golden pennons for the strong,
Smiting like sunrise on the snowy peak
Of glory — and to you the stars belong
And all the glowing splendours that I seek.