THE day thy happy path crossed mine it seemed As though I came from out a desert land, Leaving behind the dusty miles of sand, And stood me where a green oasis gleamed With sparkling springs: — I thought that I had dreamed Of all the lengths of desert I had spanned, So magic was the clasp of thy dear hand; So new the thoughts that in my vision teemed. And now from thee in thy fair lands afar Still comes the joy which first thou brought to me, As light that travels from an unseen star, Or tides that surge across a dreary sea; The great gulfs which divide us are no bar — Thou inspiration art eternally. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GOD'S DETERMINATIONS: THE JOY OF CHURCH FELLOWSHIP RIGHTLY ATTENDED by EDWARD TAYLOR A BATTLE BALLAD TO GENERAL J.E. JOHNSTON by FRANCIS ORRERY TICKNOR THE ROSE'S MESSAGE by MARY WINCHESTER ABBOTT AN ORIGINAL THOUGHT by MARIA ABDY |