WHEN the breath of twilight blows to flame the misty skies, All its vaporous sapphire, violet glow and silver gleam, With their magic flood me through the gateway of the eyes; I am one with the twilight's dream. When the trees and skies and fields are one in dusky mood, Every heart of man is rapt within the mother's breast: Full of peace and sleep and dreams in the vasty quietude, I am one with their hearts at rest. From our immemorial joys of hearth and home and love Stray'd away along the margin of the unknown tide, All its reach of soundless calm can thrill me far above Word or touch from the lips beside. Aye, and deep and deep and deeper let me drink and draw From the olden fountain more than light or peace or dream, Such primAEval being as o'erfills the heart with awe, Growing one with its silent stream. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DEEP IN THE QUIET WOOD by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON CITIES OF THE PLAIN by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE HIGHWAY DEATH TOLL by KAREN SWENSON THIRD BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 18. THE CHARM by THOMAS CAMPION THE HOUSE-TOP; A NIGHT PIECE by HERMAN MELVILLE GOD'S WORLD by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY THE HIGHWAYMAN by ALFRED NOYES |