The Quest (Bunner)
THE QUEST
By H. C. Bunner
Upon my lips there fell, when first the Night
Pales in the highest heaven, seeing Day
Far down the fathomless Eastern depths a way—
Pales with a fearful joy, a dread delight—
Upon my lips, with wakeful watching white
There fell a kiss. One instant's space it lay
Soft as a rose-leaf that the West-winds fray,
And then my eyes awoke to dazzled sight.
The warmth, the tender, impact and the thrill
Burnt on my lips, and the calm pulse of Sleep
Awoke and quivered quick in soft surprise.
From that day forward knew I Love!
And still
By day I search, and nightly vigil keep
For Her revealed to me in such strange wise.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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