Love’s message has no word:
Scarce the crimson bow has stirred,
Yet we capture all love’s rapture
In a draught of warm delight,
And a mystical emotion
All my being oversweeps,
And we drift on love’s vast ocean
Out amid the starry deeps,
Thro the cool waves of the night
As the current lifts and leaps.
Lo, afar, in the wake of a star,
By the Milky Way
From realms of day
Our way we trace,
Afloat, from all apart,
Tow’rd No Man’s Goal,
Heart to throbbing heart
And face to face,
Soul circling soul,
Love filming o’er the eyes,
Love thrilling in the veins,
Love chained in Love’s own spells,
Love with love for wife.
And stillness reigns,
Save for the deep-drawn sighs
That ecstacy compels
To show that Love is Life.
(Joseph Ignatius Constantine Clarke)
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