Silence. Faint warmth of the awakening sun Drowned in pale light. The meadows lapse away -- Ridges of brown and slopes of sallow gray -- To where the leafless hills are dusky-dun. Earth holds her breath, and waits while slowly run The ordered hours in pitiless delay; Fearing the vanished snows of yesterday, Nor daring yet to deem the Summer won. As a sick woman from the house of death But newly ransomed, overweak to care For life renewed and love made warm again, Faints slowly back to life with each calm breath, Finding a joy almost too keen to bear Only in this, that there is no more pain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WESTERN CIVILIZATION by JAMES GALVIN AN EXPLANATION by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON HER EYES TWIN POOLS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON OWL AGAINST ROBIN by SIDNEY LANIER THE CANDLE by KATHERINE MANSFIELD THE POET'S TESTAMENT by GEORGE SANTAYANA |