The Golden Darkness/Wonder
WONDER.
Come out with me and watch a line of mountains
Crawl like a huge blue snake across the distance;
Or hear a row of trees like glittering fountains
Splash in the sun with sibilant insistence;
Crawl like a huge blue snake across the distance;
Or hear a row of trees like glittering fountains
Splash in the sun with sibilant insistence;
Come out and see how goldenrods are burning
Where spring brushed by and left a fire that lingers,
Or try to touch them, all the while discerning
How in the breeze they shy beneath your fingers;
Where spring brushed by and left a fire that lingers,
Or try to touch them, all the while discerning
How in the breeze they shy beneath your fingers;
And some rapt windless night come out and listen
To the gold glimmering stars silently flowing
Over the world, a stone in a stream where glisten
Strange lights from skies of which there is no knowing;—
To the gold glimmering stars silently flowing
Over the world, a stone in a stream where glisten
Strange lights from skies of which there is no knowing;—
And through your spirit’s unlit deep will blunder
Like dusk, a hush and holiness and wonder. . . .
Like dusk, a hush and holiness and wonder. . . .