The Moment Infinite
When I believe that goodness is in the grave
And that the oceans of joy are at low-tide
Then I remember the beauty that can save
And the gentleness that can through darkness guide:
You, rock over whom light and dark glide and flow
Down, like cascading floods of smiles!
And then the laughter rolls and casts its glow
Upon this life emptied by thoughts of many styles.
Shall I say I have seen love dying quietly
Between the dawn and dusk of romances
In hearts that have not given up their stances
Or shall I rather drink hemlock gladly
And soar unbound for one moment infinite
On the broken wing of hope within it?