It is a solemn evening, golden-clear--
The Alpine summits flame with rose-lit snow
And headlands purpling on wide seas below,
And clouds and woods and arid rocks appear
Dissolving in the sun's own atmosphere
And vast circumference of light, whose slow
Transfiguration--glow and after-glow--
Turns twilight earth to a more luminous sphere.
Oh heart, I ask, seeing that the orb of day
Has sunk below, yet left to sky and sea
His glory's spiritual after-shine:
I ask if Love, whose sun hath set for thee,
May not touch grief with his memorial ray,
And lend to loss itself a joy divine?
The After-glow
Mathilde Blind
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Poem topics: grief, heart, joy, light, loss, rose, sea, sky, snow, evening, earth, wide, clear, touch, flame, sphere, shine, divine, golden, slow, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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