Shadows! the only shadows that I know <br />Are happy shadows of the light of you, <br />The radiance immortal shining through <br />Your sea-deep eyes up from the soul below; <br />Your shadow, like a rose's, on the grass <br />Where your feet pass. <br /> <br />The shadow of the dimple in your chin, <br />The shadow of the lashes of your eyes, <br />As on your cheek, soft as a moth, it lies; <br />And, as a church, I softly enter in <br />The solemn twilight of your mighty hair, <br />Down falling there. <br /> <br />These are Love's shadows, Love knows none but these: <br />Shadows that are the very soul of light, <br />As morning and the morning blossom bright, <br />Or jewelled shadows of moon-haunted seas; <br />The darkest shadows in this world of ours <br />Are made of flowers.<br /><br />Richard Le Gallienne<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/shadows-138/
