24. Frustration-night dethroned

Man’s untiring groans of
Sharp accusation
Pierce the compassion-canopy
Of Heaven’s life.
Heaven says:
“Man, what can I do?
Yours are the talents that jump and run
Below the lowest standard of recommendation
At every place, always.
Break asunder your eternity’s lifeless isolation.
Lose your existence in the many and become One.
Your tenebrous frustration-night
Shall be dethroned by the ocean-deep delight
Of Victory’s Crown.”