Show I At the theDoor Door I IBy By William Griffith Here at tIle the door arc visions un unfulfilled Dreams to be he dreamt and ancI voices voices voices stilled As Eden darkly was ere the first bird birdIn In tho tho- an ancestral silences was as heard And here arc songs midway in horning homing flight That hover ho on frail pinions hind and alight Softly less audibly than is the tile quake c Of spirits tremulous or hearts th that t break at the door I Here at the door arc are many ninny mes messages Of cheer and lurking faith faith faitha a folded kiss kis's I I A sealed scaled desire a si sigh h a memory Of things that were as rainfall n on the sea Thron Thronging ring arc are shapes mid find shadows near at hand band Ca Cast t by the sun of some lost fairyland And in the air arc are rumors and tIle the stir Of und and meetings s long partings to occur Here at the tile door From T 1 r H. H City Pastorals and Other T lo Poems ms t tr James Jame r T po go |