OUT of one heart the birds and I together, <br />Earth hushed in twilight, <br />Low through the live-oaks hung heavy with silver, <br />Gemmed with the sky-light, <br />Under the great wet star <br />Shaking with light, we jar <br />Lute-voiced the silence with intervaled music. <br /> <br />While under the margined world the slow sun <br />lingers, <br />Flaming earth's portal, <br />Over the lilac dusk spreads his great fingers- <br />Earth is immortal! <br />While the frail beauty dies. <br />Dream in the dreamer's eyes, <br />All the good gladness turns praise for the singers. <br /> <br />Hark, 'tis the breath of life! Hush! and I need it; <br />Northern, gigantic,- <br />Questing the silences, herding the sudden foam <br />Down the Atlantic; <br />Leaves from the autumn's store <br />Shrill at my desert door, <br />They and I out of one heart that is grieving.<br /><br />George Cabot Lodge<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/song-133/
