Silent Noon
Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass -
The finger-points look through like rosy blooms:
Your eyes smile peace. The pasture gleams and glooms
Neath billowing skies that scatter and amass.
All round our nest, far as the eye can pass,
Are golden kingcup-fields with silver edge
Where the cow-parsley skirts the hawthorn-hedge.
Tis visible silence, still as the hour-glass.
Deep in the sun-searched growths the dragonfly
Hangs like a blue thread loosened from the sky:
So this winged hour is dropt to us from above.
Oh! We clasp our hearts, for deathless dower,
This close-companioned inarticulate hour
When twofold silence was the song of love.
~Dante Gabriel Rossetti
wow I was looking for a different song but im so glad I found this. a beautiful song and a beautiful iterpretation. thank you so much.
James88keys 1 year ago
very very nice!!
singforlife777 1 year ago