Refuged in purple shadows Of desert mountains In midnight darkness On the desert A Cereus blooms. Waxen petals, virgin petals lifted To pale desert starlight In the silence, A slow-measured silence... A Cereus blooms. All is still As in death... quiet Only a perfume, A perfume seeping through darkness, A hidden perfume Haunting is, telling us A Cereus has bloomed. Putting on white robes In unison; mysteriously, In the quiet, hidden sanctity Of desert altars; Like virginal girls, veiled; Veiled nuns taking final vows In white robes, Vows of purity, chastity, constancy... A desert Cereus blooms. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SEA AND THE SKYLARK by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS MODERN LOVE: 47 by GEORGE MEREDITH THE KING'S HAND by MUHAMMAD AL-MU'TAMID II THE COUNTRY CHURCH by ELIZABETH BOGART VICISSITUDES by GAMALIEL BRADFORD THE PLACE OF FAME by CHARLES WILLIAM BRODRIBB PICKING APPLES IN VERMONT by DANIEL LEAVENS CADY |