Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ULTIMA THULE, by INEZ SHELDON TYLER First Line: Our souls are temples, vaulted high and spaced Last Line: We'll later place them in the hands of god. Subject(s): God; Soul; Temples; Mosques | ||||||||
Our souls are temples, vaulted high and spaced; We build them slowly through the lapse of years; Inside the walls each one of us has placed His thoughts, his dreams, his hopes, his prayers, his tears. Imagination's room is often stilled By reason and by conscience, each in turn; The galleries of memory are filled With bitter lessons we have had to learn. The chambers of affection teem with light, -- Bright, sparkling, jewelled, scintillating glints. -- The dazzling colors of success, -- too bright, -- Then trouble comes to soften down the tints. In each one's soul, -- a saddened, darkened room, -- Often so crowded it will hold no more, -- Adversity has filled its walls with gloom, -- Hope comes, -- an angel, -- knocking at the door. And so these souls of ours, each changing year, Will one by one be chastened by the rod Of Him who guards our temples. Without fear, We'll later place them in the hands of God. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BAYADERE by FRANCIS SALTUS SALTUS AT DENDERA by AMELIA JOSEPHINE BURR RAMESES WORSHIPS RAMESES AT ABU SIMBEL by AMELIA JOSEPHINE BURR GLIMPSES OF ITALY: 5. LIKE PAESTUM'S TEMPLE by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON MAYAN TEMPLE by ADA CLARKE CARMICHIEL THE EARTHLY HOUSE by PHOEBE CARY THE DESERTED SHRINE by GLADYS CROMWELL THE ARK OF THE COVENANT by NINA DAVIS |
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