The Burning Lustre

It is the burning luster,
Of His manifest holiness;
The echo, and the witness,
To His everlasting glory;
That we see emblazoned
Across the mantle
Of His creation;
For He occupies fully,
Unto the infinite;
As the train of His robe
Filled the Holy place:
To veil what would be clear;
And to make clear,
All that is veiled.