Vapors Poem by John Bannister Tabb

Vapors



In silence from the earth we rise
To learn the language of the skies;
Then, brimmed with music, melt again,
In soft soliloquies of rain,
To wake the seed-land slumbering deep,
And soothe the laborer to sleep.

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