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THE MYSTIC LAND, by                    
First Line: There's a land that's like a dream
Last Line: Of this mystic land—the heart?
Subject(s): Mysticism - Judaism


There's a land that's like a dream,
Far from other lands apart,
Close beside our life's bright stream;
And this land is called—"the heart."

No one knows who liveth here,
Who doth rule this mystic land;
None, though strained with list'ning ear,
Can its language understand.

Masked its guests; they do not tell
Whence they come or where depart;
Like an odor in the cell
Of a rose, they haunt the heart.

Softly glides the mystic throng,
Like the figures of a dream:
Here they enter like a song—
There they vanish like a dream.

Flashing smiles of joys long past,
Waking secrets of a tear,
Bearing hopes that can not last,
Whisp'ring names we would not hear.

Singing songs that have no words,
Mourning woes that have no tears,
Fluttering, like restless birds,
Down the weary waste of years.

Soft their laughter, like the rill
Murmuring in sportive glee;
Sad their sighs, that through us thrill
Like the sobbing of the sea.

On the heart's great walls again
Fairy pictures they unroll,
Dashed with tints of joy and pain—
Matchless sunsets of the soul.

Thus they glide from shade to sheen;
And when we would grasp their bliss,
More elusive than a dream,
Lightly vanish, like a kiss.

Who can understand their speech?
Who their source or goal impart?
Who to man the symbols teach
Of this mystic land—the heart?





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