THEN Time will seem as but a pebble cast Into the ocean of Eternity, Breaking for one short moment that pure light, Which dwells upon its calm expanse of joy, As into shiv'ring radiance, and shade-like circles. Soon melting back into primeval brightness, (Like that which was, when all created essence Took but the forms of blended light and music, In glory of an infinite variety), Through the translucent crystal of that sea, It swiftly sinks to rest, within the depths Of that great heart, like an aye-glistening And treasured memory of things gone by, Bearing, deep graven on its pale, clear front, One word—REDEMPTION! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HYBRIDS OF WAR: A MORALITY POEM: 1. VIETNAM by KAREN SWENSON 1914: 2. SAFETY by RUPERT BROOKE THE BISHOP ORDERS HIS TOMB AT SAINT PRAXED'S CHURCH by ROBERT BROWNING THE MORAL FABLES: THE TRIAL OF THE FOX by AESOP THE TULIP AND THE LILY, SELECTION by JAMES BARCLAY |