Only when we are cupped in sky-swung rocks As a libation to the round sky; And the gray breasts of trees swell and relax, Shivering joy as the wide wind treads by; Only where orioles circle in flame That love alone can make of birds and men, And the hot sighs of insects dart and gleam Over the pool under our jagged glen -- Thus, and thus only, here, and here only, now, And now only, do i dare to try To catch in pale words the serene and new Heaven in which you have taught my wings to fly. I cannot hold my heart from sharing this tune, As we lie nested in the sun's moon. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SEA by BRYAN WALLER PROCTER AMBITION by MILDRED TELFORD BARNWELL THE GIANTESS by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE |