Only Dust

Across the emerald crest of earth A gentle zephyr blows She stirs the languid bowers And the cool of eve bestows The noble trees give shade and strength The vines upon them trust And blossoms fair perfume the air But I am only dust The sapphire stream refreshes As she dances on her way She … Continue reading Only Dust

Morning

I walked between the moon and sun Before the break of day And watched the painted sky converge As starlight faded gray The light of night and morn had met Within the silent wood Upon the river’s gilded face Their light I first mistook The rippling current twinkled boldly But her song was mild And … Continue reading Morning