Songs In The Night

SONGS in the night are those ether ebbs that gently
     float between
The heaven above and the earth below, where flowers of
     beauty beam,
And the sweetness that ripples above the cup, in incense
     purely white,
Is, as the robin that sings through showers, for the "echo"
     of songs at night.

The rivers may how through scorching plains and kiss their
     feet 't is true
And gladden the mists that gently rise, to fall as the morning
     dew,
And sparkle as gems on the dancing blades of grass, ere it
     takes its flight
To a higher plane, a Sphere Divine, sweetening the songs of
      night.

A million gems in the firmament, that on the brightest day
Are gathering force, perhaps for night, to light us along the
     way;
And nothing but darkness may call them forth the Universe
     to light,

As they were designed to feast the soul, on the sacred songs of
     night.