Let me sing when Beauty storms my senses and my soul,
When mine is the mysterious and dark
Delight of one who feels the quivering
Tumultuous heart surrender utterly,
Idolatrous of that bright deity.
Let me not ever lose the moment when
I stand, transfigured, on the shining verge
Of dreams beyond all telling and I glimpse
The realm where earth and heaven subtly merge.
O God, when in my winter I shall walk
The quiet and the twilight ways along,
Let me feel still a breath upon my brow
And find in snow the silver seeds of song.........
By ADELAIDE LOVE ( not sure on the dates of this poet. Can't find much info on her, except this poem would have been written around 1933
( possibly)
"A Prayer" by Adelaide Love from 1000 Beautiful Things, 1948 ( my fav old poetry collection of all time. Found it in a church garage sale when I was a teenager)
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