I do not ask to know what yonder lies Behind the mist that comes with sunset's glow; But I have seen a glory in the skies At eventime; I've seen the flowers grow. I've walked in clean white snow; I've heard the rain, And watched the trees that leafed and bloomed in spring; I've lingered by a brook that rippled by, And listened to a mating robin sing. I've lived and laughed, and wept to laugh again; I've known a joy that followed deep despair; Whatever the mist conceals, it is enough For me to know that joys are greater there. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE COMING OF SNOW by HAYDEN CARRUTH ANSWER TO MASTER WITHER'S SONG, 'SHALL I, WASTING IN DESPAIR?' by BEN JONSON TALES OF A WAYSIDE INN: THE THIRD DAY: AZRAEL by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW EPITAPH ON HIMSELF by MATTHEW PRIOR A BIRTHDAY by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI |