THE tempest over and gone, the calm begun, Lo, 'it is finished' and the Strong Man sleeps: All stars keep vigil watching for the sun, The moon her vigil keeps. A garden full of silence and of dew Beside a virgin cave and entrance stone: Surely a garden full of Angels too, Wondering, on watch, alone. They, who cry 'Holy, Holy, Holy,' still Veiling their faces round God's Throne above, May well keep vigil on this heavenly hill And cry their cry of love, Adoring God in His new mystery Of Love more deep than hell, more strong than death; Until the day break and the shadows flee, The Shaking and the Breath. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ABOVE AND WITHIN by DAVID IGNATOW FOR THE NEW YEAR by EDWIN MARKHAM BONNYBELL: THE BUTTERFLY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: JAMES GARBER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS HOLES BORED IN A WORKBAG BY THE SCISSORS by MARIANNE MOORE |