It was a dismal day when chilling rain Like icy tears coursed down the window pane, The clouds were dark and I was hedged about With darker moods, but these were put to rout, When to my ears there came a tapping sound, So low at first as to be almost drowned By other noises -- then it grew more clear, Until I knew some cherished friend was near; And opening the door I heard your voice, Soft-cadenced, kind, that made my heart rejoice; You came to me because you sensed my need Of comradeship, as if to intercede With something of your spirit as a shield, And yet you bore a gift -- I saw revealed A deeper motive. . . did you not foresee That I had need of faith, serenity? Two gifts you left, one was a healing token, Yet of this greater gift no word was spoken. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EPITAPHIUM CITHARISTRIAE by VICTOR GUSTAVE PLARR INDIFFERENCE by GEOFFREY ANKETELL STUDDERT-KENNEDY A DREAM, OR THE TYPE OF THE RISING SUN by JEAN ADAMS PRINCETON by LYMAN WHITNEY ALLEN DAWN by GEORGE LAWRENCE ANDREWS NATALITIUM: MARTIJ 13, 1645 by JOSEPH BEAUMONT GHELUVELT; EPITAPH ON THE WORCESTERS by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES TO THE MOST ILLUSTRIOUS AND MIGHTY FREDERICK THE FIFTH, OF THE RHINE by THOMAS CAMPION |