As the dove, which found no rest For the sole of her foot, flew back To the ark her only nest And found safety there; Because Noah put forth his hand, Drew her in from ruin and wrack, And was more to her than the land And the air: So my spirit, like that dove, Fleeth away to an ark Where dwelleth a Heart of Love, A Hand pierced to save, Tho' the sun and the moon should fail, Tho' the stars drop into the dark, And my body lay itself pale In a grave. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WAR THAT ISN'T WHAT YOU THINK by JAMES GALVIN ABOVE AND WITHIN by DAVID IGNATOW MATE (2) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON CHAMBER MUSIC: 9 by JAMES JOYCE RECESSIONAL by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |