George William Russell - The Master Singer lyrics

A LAUGHTER in the diamond air, a music in the trembling gra**; And one by one the words of light as joydrops through my being pa**: “I am the sunlight in the heart, the silver moon-glow in the mind; My laughter runs and ripples through the wavy tresses of the wind. I am the fire upon the hills, the dancing flame that leads afar Each burning-hearted wanderer, and I the dear and homeward star. A myriad lovers died for me, and in their latest yielded breath I woke in glory giving them immortal life though touched by d**h. They knew me from the dawn of time: if Hermes beats his rainbow wings, If Angus shakes his locks of light, or golden-haired Apollo sings, It matters not the name, the land: my joy in all the gods abides: Even in the cricket in the gra** some dimness of me smiles and hides. For joy of me the daystar glows, and in delight and wild desire The peaco*k twilight rays aloft its plumes and blooms of shadowy fire, Where in the vastness too I burn through summer nights and ages long, And with the fiery-footed watchers shake in myriad dance and song.”