WHILE wending home in sunset's golden blaze, The western splendor lures each wistful eye To pay due homage to the gorgeous sky. What rapture bursts in sudden words of praise, Or burns more eloquent in silent gaze! For one brief moment heaven draweth nigh. It fades away; and with a parting sigh, We go, in musing mood, our several ways. Entrancing vision, whence thy fleeting sheen, Returning oft at twilight's witching hour? Art thou the bright mirage of fairy-land? In dreams transported to that magic scene, Of rosy walk and paradisal bower, Enchanted lovers wander hand in hand. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CAPPER KAPLINSKI AT THE NORTH SIDE CUE CLUB by HAYDEN CARRUTH CANTICLE OF THE RACE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |