Classic Poem

About us lies the summer night;
The darkling earth is dusk below;
But high above, the sky is bright
Between the eve and morning glow.

Clear white of dawn, and apple green,
Sole lingering of the evening's hue,
Behind the clustered trees are seen,
Across dark meadows drencht in dew.

So glow above the dusk of sin,
Remembrance of Redemption vast,
And future hope of joy therein
That shall be shed on us at last.

Each haloed in its husk of light,
Atoms and worlds about us lie;
Though here we grope a while in night,
'Tis always daylight up on high.