From In Lovely Blue
Like the stamen inside a flower
The steeple stands in lovely blue
And the day unfolds around its needle.
A recent discovery, which I stumbled across in Douglas Hedley's study on Platonism "Living Forms of the Imagination", is the poetry of Friedrich Hölderlin d.1843 (another reason to learn German). He was not rated, or even much read in his lifetime, but is now seen as perhaps the greatest German Romantic poet, and an important part of the history of German Romanticism, and had the acquaintance of Fichte, Hegel, Schelling, Novalis and Schiller.
“I have seen it once, the one thing that my soul sought, and the perfection that we put somewhere far away above the stars, that we put off until the end of time – I have felt it in its living presence” (from his novel Hyperion).