Love Poem by Silas Weir Mitchell

THE daily tribute of the sun
Lives on, in tree, and fruit, and flower;
Lives on, with subtle change of power,
When the last hour of day is done.

And what the kindly sun has given,
Reborn in many a varied form,
Is in the wind, the sea, the storm,
And when the lightning flames through heaven,

And is itself again; and so
Through many ways of diverse change
Has love equality of range,
And back again as love may flow;

For deathless, as God's sunlight still.
Its tender ministry renewed
In each divine beatitude,
Shall love its purposes fulfil.