HOW colorless the sky and dreary, Which wore by day a smile so bright! The clouds, as if of tears aweary, Like beggars mute sweep through the night. Their little heads the flowers hang sleeping; Not e'en one leaf moves on the tree; Only the waves, to my feet creeping, Exchange soft kisses dreamily. The forest stands in deepest silence, The birds have long since ceased to sing; But faintly, from the ghostly distance, The breeze a bell's low note doth bring. Upon the moss in worship blissful I kneel; my tears like dew-drops fall. Oh, holy nights, calm, starless, peaceful, How fervently I love ye all! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WITH CHAOS IN EACH KISS by TIMOTHY LIU RENASCENCE by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY COMFORTERS by ABBIE FARWELL BROWN |