Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE ONE REALITY, by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL Poet's Biography First Line: Fog-wreaths of doubt in blinding eddies drifted Last Line: The son of god who gave himself for me. Subject(s): Jesus Christ | ||||||||
FOG-WREATHS of doubt in blinding eddies drifted, Whirlwinds of fancy, countergusts of thought, Shadowless shadows where warm lives were sought, Numb feet, that feel not their own tread, uplifted On clouds of formless wonder, lightning-rifted! What marvel that the whole world's life should seem, To helpless intellect, a Brahma-dream, From which the real and restful is out-sifted? Through the dim storm a white peace-bearing Dove Gleams, and the mist rolls back, the shadows flee, The dream is past. A clear calm sky above, Firm rock beneath; a royal-scrolled tree, And One, thorn-diademed, the King of Love, The Son of God who gave Himself for me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GREEN CHRIST by ANDREW HUDGINS MEDITATION ON SAVIORS by ROBINSON JEFFERS COMPANIONSHIP by MALTBIE DAVENPORT BABCOCK TO A WREN ON CALVARY by LARRY LEVIS THE TRANSFIGURATION by EDWIN MUIR SOUNDS OF THE RESURRECTED DEAD MAN'S FOOTSTEPS (#3): 1. BEAST, PEACH.. by MARVIN BELL CONSECRATION HYMN by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL I DID THIS FOR THEE! WHAT HAST THOU DONE FOR ME? by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL A BIRTHDAY GREETING TO MY FATHER, 1860 by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL |
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