At the unseen portal waiting, As I have waited oft before, Beside the heavy curtain, The brown unmoving curtain That billows to the floor. Often I have waited But I never saw the rift. ... In a single golden moment, A swift unguarded moment, Unconsciously I drift. ... There may be a sleepless warder With orders strict to keep The secret of the portal That leads an unshod mortal Down the quiet aisles of sleep. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A CALIFORNIA CHRISTMAS by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER THE MAGIC MIRROR by HENRY MILLS ALDEN ON BEING QUIZZED BY BALIEV by LEONARD BACON (1887-1954) LULLABY IN BETHLEHEM by HENRY HOWARTH BASHFORD MAUDLIN'S SONG: 2 by GORDON BOTTOMLEY TO THE PRESIDENT OF MAGDALEN COLLEGE, OXFORD by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES |