| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900. |
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| 1085. The Whirlwind Road |
| | | By Edwin Markham |
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| THE MUSES wrapped in mysteries of light | |
| Came in a rush of music on the night; | |
| And I was lifted wildly on quick wings, | |
| And borne away into the deep of things. | |
| The dead doors of my being broke apart; | 5 |
| A wind of rapture blew across the heart; | |
| The inward song of worlds rang still and clear; | |
| I felt the Mystery the Muses fear; | |
| Yet they went swiftening on the ways un-trod, | |
| And hurled me breathless at the feet of God. | 10 |
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| I felt faint touches of the Final Truth,— | |
| Moments of trembling love, moments of youth. | |
| A vision swept away the human wall; | |
| Slowly I saw the meaning of it all— | |
| Meaning of life and time and death and birth,— | 15 |
| But cannot tell it to the men of Earth. | |
| I only point the way, and they must go | |
| The whirlwind road of song if they would know. | |
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