Came a slow filling of the empty places,
A slow, sweet lighting of forgotten faces,
A smiling under tears.
A light of dawn that filled the brooding heaven,
A warmth that kindled all the earth and air,
A thrilling tender music, floating, stealing,
A fragrance of unnumbered flowers revealing
A sweetness new and fair.
After the loss of love where I had sought him,
After the anguish of the empty shrine,