Broken Music

There it lies broken, as a shard, What breathed sweet music yesterday; The source, all mute, has passed away With its masked meanings still unmarred. But melody will never cease! Above the vast cerulean sea Of heaven, created harmony Rings and re-echoes its release! So, this dumb instrument that lies All powerless, [with spirit flown, Beyond the veil of the Unknown To chant its love-hymned litanies, ] Though it may thrill us here no more With cadenced strain, in other spheres Will rise above the vanquished years And breathe its music as before!