I'm a-waiting and a-watching for the day that has no end, For the sun that's ever shining, for its rays that ever blend; For the light that casts no shadows, for the sky that's ever fair, For the rose that's ever blooming as its fragrance fills the air. I'm a-waiting and a-watching for the land that knows no night; Where the terrors of the darkness are dispelled in morning's light, Where the murmurs of the breezes blend themselves into a song, And the silvery carol echoes to the heavens, soft and long. I'm a-waiting and a-watching for the song that's never o'er, For the joy that's never ending on that light-emblazoned shore, For the peace that shall enfold me with the heavens' holy breath, For the glory that shall greet me, for the life that knows no death. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LIFE [AND DEATH] by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD THE TENT ON THE BEACH: 3. THE GRAVE BY THE LAKE by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER A NEW PILGRIMAGE: 3 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE CHIVALRY OF THE SEA by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES EVENING SOLACE by CHARLOTTE BRONTE THE TORTURE-CHAMBER AT RATISBON by WILLIAM ALLEN BUTLER GOUGAUNE BARRA by JEREMIAH JOSEPH CALLANAN ELEGY ON MR. WILLIAM SMITH: MR. SMITH IS DEAD by THOMAS CHATTERTON IN WAR-TIME (AN AMERICAN HOMEWARD-BOUND) by FLORENCE EARLE COATES |