COME down from heaven to meet me when my breath Chokes, and through drumming shafts of stifling death I stumble toward escape, to find the door Opening on morn where I may breathe once more Clear cock-crow airs across some valley dim With whispering trees. While dawn along the rim Of night's horizon flows in lakes of fire, Come down from heaven's bright hill, my song's desire. Belov'd and faithful, teach my soul to wake In glades deep-ranked with flowers that gleam and shake And flock your paths with wonder. In your gaze Show me the vanquished vigil of my days. Mute in that golden silence hung with green, Come down from heaven and bring me in your eyes Remembrance of all beauty that has been, And stillness from the pools of Paradise. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONSECRATION HYMN by FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL BROTHERS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON OUR MASTER by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER FRAGMENTS INTENDED FOR DEATH'S JEST-BOOK: SORROW by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE WOOD-CUTTERS WIFE by WILLIAM ROSE BENET |