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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required YOU remember, dear, together Two children, you and I, Sat once in the autumn weather, Watching the autumn sky. There was some one round us straying The whole of the long day through, Who seemed to say, “I am playing At hide and seek with you.” And one thing after another Was whispered out of the air, How God was a big, kind brother Whose home is in everywhere. His light like a smile comes glancing Through the cool, cool winds as they pass, From the flowers in heaven dancing To the stars that shine in the grass. From the clouds in deep blue wreathing And most from the mountains tall, But God like a wind goes breathing A dream of Himself in all. The heart of the Wise was beating Sweet, sweet, in our hearts that day: And many a thought came fleeting And fancies solemn and gay. We were grave in our way divining How childhood was taking wings, And the wonder world was shining With vast eternal things. The solemn twilight fluttered Like the plumes of seraphim, And we felt what things were uttered In the sunset voice of Him. We lingered long, for dearer Than home were the mountain places Where God from the stars dropt nearer Our pale, dreamy faces. Our very hearts from beating We stilled in awed delight, For spirit and children were meeting In the purple, ample night.
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