The Eyes Of The World

The eyes of the world They sometimes don’t see What comes from the inside? And goes about here free A love that could kiss The glow from the stars The feeling of tenderness That melts time and wars The sweetness of life’s river Flowing still on and on Every dream that gives Its stream of wishes won Like some lost kingdom Out in the meeting places With hope’s only future In its nourishing graces A dream of dark and blue Or glow of tipping night The lips of love trembling On to its first of a flight Their sweetest as the roses In its colors radiance found Or gathered waves of sea That to the shore is bound