Seal thou the window! Yea, shut out the light
And bar my door to all the airs of spring.
Yet in my cell, concealed from curious sight,
Here will I sit and sing.
Deaf, blind, and wilt Thou have me dumb, also,
Telling in silence these sad beads of days?
So let it be: though no sweet numbers flow,
My breath shall be Thy praise.
Yea, though Thou slay the life wherein men see
The upward-mounting flame, the failing spark,
My heart of love, that heart Thou gavest me,
Shall beat on in the dark.
(Alice Brown)
More Poetry from Alice Brown:
Alice Brown Poems based on Topics: Life, Love, Silence, Light, Praise, Spring, Sense & Perception, Failure- Sunrise On Mansfield Mountain (Alice Brown Poems)
- A West-Country (Alice Brown Poems)
- A Benedictine Garden (Alice Brown Poems)
- Candlemas (Alice Brown Poems)
- A Farewell (Alice Brown Poems)
Readers Who Like This Poem Also Like:
Based on Topics: Love Poems, Life Poems, Light Poems, Sense & Perception Poems, Spring Poems, Silence Poems, Praise Poems, Failure PoemsBased on Keywords: gavest