Death the revealer cast his portals wide, With torch held high he peered without awhile, Then looked toward me and with a radiant smile He beckoned one who stood close by my side. My tears fell down me like a sobbing tide That mourns its ebb back from a happy isle. With hands outstretched I paused at that dread stile; But she he motioned tarried not nor hied. I looked at death, but saw life's quenchless light; Disease's havoc lay defeated, an Immortal self, strong, loving, pure she showed. Then spread a magic pathway in my sight, A bridge of Chinevat, sin cannot span, Whereon she passed within death's bright abode. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHEN ALL IS DONE by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR ULTIMA VERITAS by WASHINGTON GLADDEN TIME TO BE WISE by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR DARWINISM by AGNES MARY F. ROBINSON ON THE THRESHOLD by ASTLEY H. BALDWIN PARLEYINGS WITH CERTAIN PEOPLE OF IMPORTANCE: APOLLO AND THE FATES by ROBERT BROWNING |