Divine Nature


Aside the stream I dream in calm delight, and
watch as in a glass,
How the cloudlets like crowds of snowy-hued and
white-robed maidens pass,

And the water into ripples breaks and sparkles
as it spreads,
Like a host of armored knights with silver
helmets on their heads.

A cloud fell down from the heavens,
And broke on the mountain’s brow;
It scattered the dusky fragments
All over the vale below.

The moon and the stars were anxious
To know what its fate might be;
So they rushed to the azure opening,
And all peered down to see.

And I deem the stream an emblem fit of human
life may go,
For I find a mind may sparkle much and yet
but shallows show,
And a soul may glow with myriad lights and
wondrous mysteries,
When it only lies a dormant thing and mirrors
what it sees.

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