In Moonlit Silence
IN moonlit silence
of the deep
The sombre shades grow to a white
Marble vision of the Innite
In a magic land of eternal sleep.
The wide suspense
of the calm sea
Shines like a brilliant play of swords;
Incense-wings scrolled with starry words
Glow with the secret Mystery.
The woodlands
murmur like a stream
Echoing through the still rocks and caves
As if far half-seen glistening waves
Had washed them with a nectarous dream.
Slowly the moon
pales after her brief
Smiles radiance poured upon the earth,
All laughter and phosphorescent mirth
Fall like a dead outworn leaf.
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