From the Underground

Behold, before the wintry gale,
Across the sea of Night,
How many a fragrant blossom-sail
Comes drifting to the light!

Whence are they? Who hath piloted
Their journey from afar?
The self-same miracle that led
The Magi and the Star.
Translation: 
Language: 
Rate this poem: 

Reviews

No reviews yet.