@2S@1ILENT the vast of night: Silent the hills on horizons, Low, dark, continuing; Not a leaf is bestirred on the branches By the wind, now hushed into nothing, Or the careless, confident touch of a bird alighting; Silent the rocks, sullen resisters; Silent the waters, Even the very young waves, the gentle rippling washes of the slim sand's little lovers; Very silent the moon, that rises and rises, dear sorceress— Never a whisper, a hint, yet the luminous, tremulous path is forever Turning and twinkling to me, appearing, evanishing, Infinite points of light liquescent, sparkling and darkling; And I look at the hills and the trees and the rocks and the waters, And I look at the moon and the glorified path to her glory, And share my brothers' silence. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...QUESTION by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON AN ODE ON THE UNVEILING OF THE SHAW MEMORIA BOSTON COMMON, MAY 31, 1897 by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE INEVITABLE by SARAH KNOWLES BOLTON MOONRISE by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS GOD'S WORLD by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 7. THE IMPOSSIBILITY by PHILIP AYRES |