Between The Mountains And The Plain

Between the mountains and the plain We leaned upon a rampart old; Beneath, branch--blossoms trembled white; Far--off a dusky fringe of rain Brushed low along a sky of gold, Where earth spread lost in endless light. The mountains in their glory rose, Peak thronging peak; cloud--shadows mapped The purpling brown with milky blue; Removed, austere, shone rarer snows Above dark ridges vapour--wrapped-- Afar shone, Love, for me and you. Sky--seeking mountains, boundless plain! Old walls, and April--blossomed trees! Of ever--young, world--ancient power, The height, the space, was your refrain. In us, us too, eternities Made of that moment a white flower.