L\u2019infini tout entier transpara\u00eet sous les voiles
\nQue lui tissent les doigts des hivers radieux
\nEt la for\u00eat obscure et profonde des cieux
\nLaisse tomber vers nous son feuillage d\u2019\u00e9toiles.<\/p>\n
La mer ail\u00e9e, avec ses flots d\u2019ombre et de moire,
\nParcourt, sous les feux d\u2019or, sa p\u00e2le immensit\u00e9 ;
\nLa lune est claire et ses rayons diamant\u00e9s
\nBaignent tranquillement le front des promontoires.<\/p>\n
S\u2019en vont, l\u00e0-bas, faisant et d\u00e9faisant leurs n\u0153uds,
\nLes grands fleuves d\u2019argent, par la nuit translucide ;
\nEt l\u2019on croit voir briller de merveilleux acides
\nDans la coupe que tend le lac, vers les monts bleus.<\/p>\n
La lumi\u00e8re, partout, \u00e9clate en floraisons
\nQue le rivage fixe ou que le flot balance ;
\nLes \u00eeles sont des nids o\u00f9 s\u2019endort le silence,
\nEt des nimbes ardents flottent aux horizons.<\/p>\n
Tout s\u2019aur\u00e9ole et luit du Z\u00e9nith au Nadir.
\nJadis, ceux qu\u2019exaltaient la foi et ses myst\u00e8res
\nApercevaient, dans la nu\u00e9e autoritaire,
\nLa main de J\u00e9hovah passer et resplendir.<\/p>\n
Mais aujourd\u2019hui les yeux qui voient, scrutent l\u00e0-haut,
\nNon plus quelque ancien Dieu qui s\u2019exile lui-m\u00eame,
\nMais l\u2019embroussaillement des merveilleux probl\u00e8mes
\nQui nous voilent la force, en son rouge berceau.<\/p>\n
\u00d4 ces brassins de vie o\u00f9 bout en feux \u00e9pars
\n\u00c0 travers l\u2019infini la mati\u00e8re f\u00e9conde !
\nCes flux et ces reflux de mondes vers des mondes,
\nDans un balancement de toujours \u00e0 jamais !<\/p>\n
Ces tumultes br\u00fbl\u00e9s de vitesse et de bruit
\nDont nous n\u2019entendons pas rugir la violence
\nEt d\u2019o\u00f9 tombe pourtant ce colossal silence
\nQui fait la paix, le calme et la beaut\u00e9 des nuits !<\/p>\n
Et ces sph\u00e8res de flamme et d\u2019or, toujours plus loin,
\nToujours plus haut, de gouffre en gouffre et d\u2019ombre en ombre,
\nSi haut, si loin, que tout calcul d\u00e9faille et sombre
\nS\u2019il veut saisir leurs nombres fous, entre ses poings !<\/p>\n
L\u2019infini tout entier transpara\u00eet sous les voiles
\nQue lui tissent les doigts des hivers radieux
\nEt la for\u00eat obscure et profonde des cieux
\nLaisse tomber vers nous son feuillage d\u2019\u00e9toiles.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"parent":0,"template":"","meta":{"inline_featured_image":false,"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"default","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"default","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"set","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}}},"annee":[710],"poems-book":[699],"poemes-theme":[],"poete":[654],"class_list":["post-15596","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-710","poems-book-la-multiple-splendeur","poete-emile-verhaeren"],"yoast_head":"\n