MY LOVE
By LILLIAN WESTER
You have been mine, O Love!
One fair, sweet day;
Last night you left the courts of men
And passed my way.
I did not ask, O Love!
In wish nor prayer,
For one so strong, so wholly good,
To think me fair.
I did but hope, O Love!
From humble sphere,
To sing one song so true that you
Might pause to hear;
Might pause, and find, O Love!
That path more sweet,
When Chance should bring you once again
Where strayed my feet.
But then you came, O Love!—
’Twas night with me—
You smiled and drove the shadows far,
And I could see.
You took my hands, O Love!
And with your eyes
You looked my soul away from me
To where yours lies.
I weep, my Life, my Love!
But then the tears
Are for the days before you came,
Not coming years.
You came, my King, my Love!
And in your eyes
I lost the fear of days, and found
A Paradise!