THROUGH many days and many days The seed of love lay hidden close; We walked the dusty tiresome ways Where never a leaf or blossom grows. And in the darkness, all the while, The little seed its heart uncurled, And we by many a weary mile Travelled towards it, round the world. To the hid centre of the maze At last we came, and there we found -- O happy day, O day of days! -- Twin seed-leaves breaking holy ground. We dropped life's joys, a garnered sheaf, And spell-bound watched, still hour by hour, Magic on magic, leaf by leaf, The unfolding of our love's white flower. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WELFORD WEDDING by ELIZABETH FRANCES AMHERST TO A PROFILE by BERNARD BARTON VERITAS by BERNICE BROWN BETTMAN INVITATION TO THE REDBREAST by VINCENT BOURNE LOOKING OVER VERMONT TOWN RESORTS by DANIEL LEAVENS CADY |