"Sunset on the Spire", by Elinor Wylie

[med_cat]

Sunset on the Spire

All that I dream
By day or night
Lives in that stream
Of lovely light.

Here is the earth,
And there is the spire;
This is my hearth,
And that is my fire.

From the sun's dome
I am shouted proof
That this is my home,
And that is my roof.

Here is my food,
And here is my drink,
And I am wooed
From the moon's brink.

And the days go over,
And the nights end;
Here is my lover,
Here is my friend.

All that I
Can ever ask
Wears that sky
Like a thin gold mask.

(Elinor Wylie)