Vestige of Love

All lovely feeling is man’s heaven,
To cross but all difficult lane;
To see moon soar in the sky
From where we at the point lie,

Vast in the sky, touching all over the Creation,
To see all real, imaginative thriller and fiction
The sun, touching all over the planet,
To further the limit from skyline yet,

And to cross the vault of the imaginable,
To see never at souls, acrid and fable,
To see all socket of eyes drenched in purity,
All meadow, all lawn, all passage, dale and the lee

With nonpareil eyes, nonpareil soul,
To touch all with the heart, never to play foul,
Sing all the world has never heard and sung
From the hub of palpitations, pulse and lung

The sacred soliloquy and Psalm of life,
To ever and ever be redeemed, to be revived.

Copyright: Welkin Siskin