Madison Julius Cawein




by Madison Julius Cawein

There is a music of immaculate love,
That breathes within the virginal veins of Spring: --
And trillium blossoms, like the stars that cling
To fairies' wands; and, strung on sprays above,
White-hearts and mandrake blooms, that look enough
Like the elves' washing, white with laundering
Of May-moon dews; and all pale-opening
Wild-flowers of the woods, are born thereof.
There is no sod Spring's white foot brushes but
Must feel the music that vibrates within,
And thrill to the communicated touch
Responsive harmonies, that must unshut
The heart of beauty for song's concrete kin,
Emotions -- that be flowers -- born of such.


The Garden Of Dreams
Copyright 1896
John P. Morton & Company, Louisville