There is a moment between day and night When magic lives in light, When snow upon the fields lies like blue sleep, And the purple intricate trees Stand out enchanted in the cold silences Like branching mysteries; A moment when one farm-lamp's window glow Seems as I pass upon a speeding train To make all human loss a sudden gain, Because the ancient sacraments of home, The humble sacraments of food and rest, Are taken there in the untroubled gloam By hearts that love, the ministrant, has blest. There is a moment between day and night When magic lives in light. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE AUDACIOUS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON ON A PALMETTO by SIDNEY LANIER |