Love Amidst Darkness

I loved that day which blest its night With antediluvian might, Of ours flourishing souls in joy That some divine being must deploy. It was a lithe nocturnal wood, ‘Midst whose darkening core there stood A tiny cottage, ancient as the Moon. Whence we then heard the leaves to croon. Lagoon! a lustrous lagoon saw we! Beside the trees, serried in glee, And our small home– its lovely limit Never saw this oneness split. ‘Twas morning then, but now the murk Embraced two lovely hearts, and hark ! The crickets, ever hidden did hurl Their doleful screech from many a knurl. Above a couple at peace in a nest Did murmur private words , as if lest None could overhear their sound, None could intrude their world from ‘round. Then thou closer, closer wert, I dwelt, exulted, on thy sinless heart. And our gay mutters were no louder Than theirs who loved the voice of amour. A luscious smile as thou didst pour On night’s abundant beauty store, Perhaps He lavished for lovers’ sake Another world that we could make. Fake! ‘Twas fake for it wouldn’t last, As that unseen joy glided fast Towards a sunny dullness again; No mystic love there did we regain !