HOW hushed they were in Heaven that night, How lightly all the angels went, How dumb the singing spheres beneath Their many-candled tent! How silent all the drifting throng Of earth-freed spirits, strangely torn By dim and half-remembered pain And joy but newly born! The Glory in the Highest flamed With awful, unremembered ray— But quiet as the falling dew Was He who went away. So swift He went, His passing left A low, bright door in Heaven ajar— With God it was a covenant, To man it seemed a star. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DESPAIR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON ECSTASY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |