Out of first sleep as they awoke <br />The moon had stolen upon her face. <br />It seemed that they had opened eyes <br />New on another world and place. <br /> <br />The eyes of each the other sought <br />Wondering; no sound was in the night. <br />On them the very soul of peace <br />Gazed in that spiritual light. <br /> <br />Beyond the reign of hurt and pain, <br />Beyond the boundaries of death, <br />Each seemed with their awaking sighs <br />To breathe at last their native breath.<br /><br />Robert Laurence Binyon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/awakening-61/
