When shall we hear beyond the shoals Of ignorant seas in which we strive, The music chambered in our souls, The harmony for which we live,
The 'aves' of a thousand choirs Chanting the marriage of the dawn, And melodies the heart desires Through star-clad night and sun-bright morn.
When shall we see undimmed by tears, With the awakened eye within Beauty's face that through the years Above our songs of sadness and sin?
When shall we dream and recreate The joy supreme known to those Great spirit guides who watch and wait For darkness failing in its throes.
When shall we be, not just become, No longer think but love and know Our earth, our skies, our spirit's home, The grace descending here below.
Poems Undated (1727)
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