And wed my severed cosmic self to me.
Well do I feel that once again a part
Is formed from out that picture, which I here
From cosmic spirit forces must create.
Capesius’ Soul:
On that far shore of souls I see emerge
A picture that ne’er touched my being yet
Since I escaped the clutch of earthly life.
It rays out grace and soothes with soft appeal.
The warming glow of wisdom streams therefrom,