Today, the world is gay with jewel trees. Each tiny twig is decked in crystal light. A fairy palace hems me brightly in A world of hushed and glittering delight. In the long beds that wait the call of spring. Dry flower-stems are changed to diamond bars; And where the lily-pond waits silently, Blue spruce trees glisten with a million stars. Colder the day grows as the wind tears by; A late sun pushes through the sky's gray wall; The world glows into rosy, sparkling light, A fairy hush is hovering over all. Out from some hidden nook, a redbird's wing, Streaks swift, warm color on the western sky Beauty is glittering on everything, Oh, lovely, lacy world, I will not try To put your icy loveliness in speech. It climbs a height that words can never reach! |