NATURE'S RECESSIONAL.

Evening Post, Volume CXI, Issue 6, 8 January 1916, Page 16

NATURE'S RECESSIONAL.

Now along the solemn, heights . • .. .. Fade the autumn's altar lights; Down the great earth's glimmering chancel, ■ • > Glide the days and nights. Little kindred of the grass, Like a shadow in a glass, Falls the dark and falls the stillness: We must rise and pass We must rise and follow, wending Where the nights and days have endingPass in order pale .and slow Unto sleep extending ■ Little brothers of the clod, Soul of fire and seed of. sod, We must fare into the silence At the knees of God „ Little comrades of the sky, Wing to wing we wander by, . Going, going, going/ going, > Softly as a sigh. ». , . Hark—the moving shapes confer, Globe of dew and gossamer, Fading and ' ephemeral spirits In the dusk astir. Moth and blossom, blade and bee, "> • Worlds must go as well as we; In trie long procession joiningl Mount, and star, and isea. y ■■ Towards the shadowy brink we climb. Where the round year rolls sublime, Rolls and drops and falls forever In the vast of time. Like a plummet plunging deep Past the utmost reach'of. sleep .'. ■■ Till remembrance has no longer Care to laugh or. weep. ..,.'. '•'■ . —C. G^ D. Roberts. Springfield Republican.