DARK glowed the vales of amethyst <br />Beneath an opal shroud: <br />The moon bud opened through the mist <br />Its white-fire leaves of cloud. <br /> <br /> <br />Through rapt at gaze with eyes of light <br />Looked forth the seraph seers, <br />The vast and wandering dream of night <br />Rolled on above our tears.<br /><br />George William Russell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/alien-21/
