Show marsh lights from the marshes and meadows they rise when the last ray of daylight da dai light llight expires with a vast constellation of fires they p people eople the dusk of the skies in an intricate kind of a dance in a mystical maze they are led and I 1 watch them it noiselessly tread with eyes that are heavy with trance and oft from the whirl and the throng some lesser light dies in the play they cease not their dance but alway go circling and whirling along and watching I 1 dream that our life Is a mirthless dance that we tread ne er pausing to number the dead that vanish away in the strife we are sparks arks from the marsh that ar filled fill for a moment with impulse desire A moment nt Is ours to inspire A moment and then all Is sti led ledl new orleans times democrat |