The Golden Darkness/The Hand

THE HAND.

With my fist I shattered
 The blue pane of night,
And the stars vanished
 In a crash of light.

And a huge darkness
 Leaped full in my face;—
A silence whirled me
 Away into space.

My songs were murdered,
 My dreams were dead,
But far in some darkness
 My living hand bled!