We heard the bells of midnight burying the year; Then the night poured its silent waters over us; And then, in the vague darkness, faint and tremulous, Time paused; then the night filled with sound; morning was here. Time paused; our hearts were silent; only your eyes burned Out of the night as though lit to consume my heart. The insane anger of love seized and became a part Of your incarnate spirit; and your spirit yearned In such an agonising ecstasy of desire Unto my spirit waiting to be lost in you, Spirit to spirit was fused in flame; and neither knew, In that transfiguring ardency of perfect fire, Body from body, spirit from spirit, life from death. Only we knew, as flaming silence wrapt the past, We had escaped the shadowy labyrinth at last; Only we knew, as brooding silence, like the breath Of the overshadowing wings of the creating Dove, Descended on our hearts, and filled our hearts with peace, Love, born to be immortal, until all time cease, Was born of us anew, to be immortal love. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON MONSIEUR'S DEPARTURE by ELIZABETH I EPITAPHS OF THE WAR, 1914-18: BOMBER IN LONDON by RUDYARD KIPLING THE ROPEWALK by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE ROSY BOSOM'D HOURS by COVENTRY KERSEY DIGHTON PATMORE MY FAMILIAR by JOHN GODFREY SAXE STELLA'S BIRTHDAY, 1718 by JONATHAN SWIFT |