The world is swimming in the light

The world is swimming in the light,
Sheer as a bubble green and gold.
On the purpureal autumn walls
Once more time's rubric is unrolled.

As if the voice of the blue sea
Sufficed for summer's utmost speech,
But now the very hills must help
And lift their heart to the lyric reach.

Scarlet, diaphanous and glad,
The valiant message waves and burns,
The elemental cry that lurks
Deep as the cold heart of the Norns.