George Edward Woodberry

(1855-1930 / United States)

The Rose Of Stars - Poem by George Edward Woodberry

WHEN Love, our great Immortal,
Put on mortality,
And down from Eden’s portal
Brought this sweet life to be,
At the sublime archangel
He laughed with veilëd eyes,
For he bore within his bosom
The seed of Paradise.

He did it in his bosom,
And there such warmth it found,
It brake in bud and blossom,
And the rose fell on the ground;
As the green light on the prairie,
As the red light on the sea,
Through fragrant belts of summer
Came this sweet life to be.

And the grave archangel seeing
Spread his mighty wings for flight,
But the glow hung round him fleeing
Like the rose of an Arctic night;
And sadly moving heavenward
By Venus and by Mars,
He heard the joyful planets
Hail Earth, the Rose of Stars.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 22, 2010

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