Robert Laurence Binyon
Awakening - Poem by Robert Laurence Binyon
Out of first sleep as they awoke
The moon had stolen upon her face.
It seemed that they had opened eyes
New on another world and place.
The eyes of each the other sought
Wondering; no sound was in the night.
On them the very soul of peace
Gazed in that spiritual light.
Beyond the reign of hurt and pain,
Beyond the boundaries of death,
Each seemed with their awaking sighs
To breathe at last their native breath.
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