Poems
THEME/S
All my being turns to music
When I think of Thee;
Within each nerve-stream flows the honey
Of Thy felicity.
When I contemplate Thy being,
My mind's a glow of light;
Silence widens to the spheres,
I am gathered to Thy sight.
My heart I fling within Thy heart;
Strange beauty breaks above;
Beneath, around me, everything
Grows lovely with Thy love!
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