Morning Peace Poem by Arthur Henry Adams

Arthur Henry Adams

Lawrence / New Zealand

Morning Peace

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THE sudden sunbeams slant between the trees
Like solid bars of silver. moonlight kissed,
And strike the supine shadows where they rest
Stretched sleeping; while a timid, new-born Breeze
Stirs through the grasses, petulant—her eyes
Half-blinded by the clinging scarves of mist:
Her robes, that tangled through the grasses twist,
Weave as she moves sweet whispered melodies.
O may it be a morn like this, when slow
From a dark world beneath my soul shall go
Through the wet grasses of a purple plain,
Still stretching broader in the cool, grey glow
Of morning twllight: then my soul shall know
That life and love are lost—and found again!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Anil Kumar Panda 02 October 2019

Beautiful poem about serene morning. Enjoyed thoroughly. Thanks for sharing.

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Arthur Henry Adams

Lawrence / New Zealand
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