SHADOWS of lilac echo the form Of my arched shoe, Where the bare, untrammeled toe Of an agile Indian may have pressed, Long years ago. When Serra's thonged and sandalled feet Marred the smoothness of tawny sand, Wistful memory followed birds Flying in quest Of genial land. The tide for her shining lover will reach When moonlight silvers dunes and beach; Many feet have passed on your silent plain, Unchanging, changingyou remain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONG OF THE MOON by CLAUDE MCKAY TO THE VIRGINIAN VOYAGE [1611] by MICHAEL DRAYTON THE BIRTH SONG OF CHRIST by EDMUND HAMILTON SEARS DRESSING THE BRIDE (A FRAGMENT) by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH WINDS OF LIFE by MARJORIE DUGDALE ASHE |