Behind the pinions of the Seraphim, Whose wings flame out upon the swinging spheres, There is a Voice that speaks the numbered years Until that Day when all comes back to Him; Behind the faces of the Cherubim, Whose smiles of love are seen through broken tears, There is a Face that every creature fears, The Face of Love no veil may ever dim. O Angels of Glad Laughter and of Song, Your voices sound so near, the little wall Can scarcely hide the trees that bend and nod; Unbar the gate, for you have waited long To show the Garden that was made for all, -- Where all is safe beneath the Smile of God. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN THE UNDERWORLD by ISAAC ROSENBERG THE RIGHT TO GRIEF by CARL SANDBURG A COLONIAL MORNING DREAM by KAREN SWENSON LENNIE SWENSON by KAREN SWENSON MARCH by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS NO PLATONIQUE LOVE by WILLIAM CARTWRIGHT TO THE LADIES by MARY LEE CHUDLEIGH |