A STAR COMES SINGING
Dust made eloquent!
The dust would swell into clearer eyes, keener hearing,
A more melodious tongue.
In and out, blossom and decay,
And out of the decay blossoms again;
Until the rock and the dust decay,
Until the earth and the sun decay,
In their new turn to blossom again.
The dust would swell into clearer eyes, keener hearing,
A more melodious tongue.
In and out, blossom and decay,
And out of the decay blossoms again;
Until the rock and the dust decay,
Until the earth and the sun decay,
In their new turn to blossom again.
So the earth goes singing,
One with the tidal roll of the stars,—
Suns and their clustering planets,
Comets, and wilder vagrants of heaven,
Streaming onward forever.
One with the tidal roll of the stars,—
Suns and their clustering planets,
Comets, and wilder vagrants of heaven,
Streaming onward forever.
VIII.
The Perfect Vision
Now as the chilly earth
Whirls past empty and desolate space,
The pallid faces of men
Peer from its prisoning surface.
Whirls past empty and desolate space,
The pallid faces of men
Peer from its prisoning surface.
To each is given some flashing vision
Of beauty or melody, or the final truth:
To some these come again and again.
Of beauty or melody, or the final truth:
To some these come again and again.
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