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A Gleam of Sunshine

In honor of the award I was recently bestowed, here’s a little poem to brighten your afternoon…

by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

This is the place. Stand still, my steed,
Let me review the scene,
And summon from the shadowy Past
The forms that once have been.

The Past and Present here unite
Beneath Time’s flowing tide,
Like footprints hidden by a brook,
But seen on either side.

Here runs the highway to the town;
There the green lane descends,
Through which I walked to church with thee,
O gentlest of my friends!

The shadow of the linden-trees
Lay moving on the grass;
Between them and the moving boughs,
A shadow, thou didst pass.

Thy dress was like the lilies,
And thy heart as pure as they:
One of God’s holy messengers
Did walk with me that day.

I saw the branches of the trees
Bend down thy touch to meet,
The clover-blossoms in the grass
Rise up to kiss thy feet,

Sleep, sleep to-day, tormenting cares,
Of earth and folly born!
Solemnly sang the village choir
On that sweet Sabbath morn.

Through the closed blinds the golden sun
Poured in a dusty beam,
Like the celestial ladder seen
By Jacob in his dream.

And ever and anon, the wind,
Sweet-scented with the hay,
Turned o’er the hymn-book’s fluttering leaves
That on the window lay.

Long was the good man’s sermon,
Yet it seemed not so to me;
For he spake of Ruth the beautiful,
And still I thought of thee.

Long was the prayer he uttered,
Yet it seemed not so to me;
For in my heart I prayed with him,
And still I thought of thee.

But now, alas! the place seems changed;
Thou art no longer here:
Part of the sunshine of the scene
With thee did disappear.

Though thoughts, deep-rooted in my heart,
Like pine-trees dark and high,
Subdue the light of noon, and breathe
A low and ceaseless sigh;

This memory brightens o’er the past,
As when the sun, concealed
Behind some cloud that near us hangs
Shines on a distant field.

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3 comments on “A Gleam of Sunshine

  1. OK little liebsterhead …. i’m nominating you too for the Liebster award. Jen tagged me and you, and now i tag you with Liebster II. You’ll have to rewrite your whole, sweet acceptance speech ;-) Kidding. Your post was so sweet. Thanks kid. I have an instant connection with the raw truth stuff. Bullshit is not my bag. OK, now i’ll read the poem … and as if you don’t know how to Liebster http://iamnotshe.wordpress.com/2012/02/17/im-a-little-liebster-and-proud-of-it/

  2. Longfellow!

    YES! Thank you.

    Peace, J

  3. Reblogged this on Don's Philosophy on Life and commented:
    Beautiful words to go with a beautiful photograph

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