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 | The poems of Madison Cawein |  |
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Night,—who within heaven's uttermost
Dark walls uncloses shadowy gates,—
Beyond the Spirit of Light she hates,
Speeds like a ghost before a ghost
Upon the twilight-haunted coast
Of death between the seas of sleep:
Her lips are dumb with awe that hears;
And in her eyes, that never weep,
Is anguish of eternal tears.
Dark walls uncloses shadowy gates,—
Beyond the Spirit of Light she hates,
Speeds like a ghost before a ghost
Upon the twilight-haunted coast
Of death between the seas of sleep:
Her lips are dumb with awe that hears;
And in her eyes, that never weep,
Is anguish of eternal tears.
Out of the terrible gulfs of God
Into God's awful deeps she goes,
Revealing in heaven's gold and rose
The ways her footsteps tread and trod
From period to period:
Her lips are still—for she hath heard
God's voice that moves the universe:
Her eyes are sad beyond the word—
The eyes of Vastness gazed in hers.
Into God's awful deeps she goes,
Revealing in heaven's gold and rose
The ways her footsteps tread and trod
From period to period:
Her lips are still—for she hath heard
God's voice that moves the universe:
Her eyes are sad beyond the word—
The eyes of Vastness gazed in hers.
| The poems of Madison Cawein | |