I followed in the unfathomable dark Patterns of planets: saw the coasts of night Strewn with strange phosphor; fantasies of light In heaven's profound profusion; mistless; stark -- With mad imagination I could mark -- And printed on my inmost eye the sight Of fiery, countless fruit hung from that height On incandescent tree of blackest bark. You took my hand -- a finite act -- we stood Touching the silver infinite as one. So children, lost, bewildered in a wood Where the bright birds sing beautifully on Forget awhile the adjacent solitude, That of all things alone will not be gone. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO LIZBIE BROWNE by THOMAS HARDY TO MY EXCELLENT LUCASIA, ON OUR FRIENDSHIP. 17TH JULY 1651 by KATHERINE PHILIPS EPODE: 2. THE PRAISES OF A COUNTRY LIFE by QUINTUS HORATIUS FLACCUS LE GUIGNON by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE DOOMSDAY by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE DIFFERENCE by ANGELO PHILIP BERTOCCI |