A land of softly blended night and day Where shadowy mists through forests dimly shine, And like a canopy of dusk entwine The mournful firs, which murmuring rock and sway. From parted skies a single sunlit ray Falls on the dull expanse. In ripples fine As threads of gold it gleams, a quivering line. Its gentle glow bids deepening twilight stay. So, in a human life by sadness worn, Of love devoid, toiling alone through life, There falls a light of hope divine; a stream Across the gray to brighten and adorn The soul oppressed. Its sweet grace softens strife And stills the weary heart beneath its beam. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TURNSTILE by WILLIAM BARNES SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 40. PANTHEISTIC DREAMS by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) HYMNE (TO BE SUNG WITH THREE VOICES) by JOSEPH BEAUMONT BEYOND THE ATOM by JANICE BLANCHARD THE FALL OF THE YEAR by EMIL BLEMONT THE HARVEST by MARY MORGAN BUCKNER |