Not in
Lone splendour
Hung
Aloft
Watching with
Eternal lids apart
Nature’s…
Sleepless Eremite
Moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earths human shores
New soft fallen mask of
Snow upon the mountains and the moors
In changeable pillowd upon my fair love’s
Ripening breast… Feel forever it’s soft fall and swell
Awake for ever
In a sweet unrest
And so live ever
Or else swoon to death
Bright star would I
Were stedfast as thou art