Sun Blossoms

Promise

CREATION now is hushed to radiant sleep
The shimmering foliage and the smiling flower,
The pale suspense of water round a steep
Lone mountain silver-robed. At this cool hour
When a vast silence crowns the depth and height,
Wrapt in calm reverie, I watch the moon,
My soul's own counterpart, transform the night
To an inexpressible ethereal tune,
Echoed through unbound space in starry gleams.
The tenuous sails upon the passionless sky
Carry to magic shores my prisoned dreams
That through long births have blossomed but to die.

Now a life's weary quest shall be fulfilled,
For on my brow his promise He has sealed.

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