Rose-Bloom and lily-bloom <br /> Sway upon the stalk, <br />Swinging censers of perfume <br /> Down the garden-walk. <br /> <br />Swathed all in silver mist <br /> Of the moonlit night; <br />By the molten sunbeams kist- <br /> O the rapt delight! <br /> . . . . . . <br /> <br />What bodes the shadow drear <br /> Creeping o’er the skies? <br />Flower of frost, or frozen tear <br /> On the ground that lies? <br /> <br />Rose-leaf and lily-leaf <br /> Stricken from the stem, <br />Wild the wide and wintry grief <br /> That has come to them.<br /><br />Ina D. Coolbrith<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/garden-s-story-the/
