Hoofs of Pegasus

<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_55" id="Page_55">[Pg 55]</SPAN></span></p> <h2>MOONRISE</h2> <div class="poetry-container"><div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> <span class="i0"><span class="bigfont">L</span>IKE a white lotus flower the moon unfolds</span> <span class="i0">Her luminous petals and the stars grow pale.</span> <span class="i0">Vague mists withdraw, grey shadows o’er the water</span> <span class="i0">Shadows of twilight tremulous and frail.</span> <span class="i0">The flutes of dusk are still; new worlds unveil;</span> <span class="i0">God for such moments made the nightingale.</span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">And yet, O Philomel, thou couldst not chant</span> <span class="i0">From the cool shadow of a cedar tree,</span> <span class="i0">So high a lay as this I hear in rapture,</span> <span class="i0">The song his utter silence sings to me.</span> <span class="i0">Of the brown earth is thy winged melody.</span> <span class="i0">But God is in this wordless ecstasy.</span></div> </div></div> <hr class="chap" /> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />