Feuerzauber

By Louis Untermeyer

1885-1977


I never knew the earth had so much gold --
         The fields run over with it, and this hill,
Hoary and old,
         Is young with buoyant blooms that flame and thrill.

Such golden fires, such yellow -- lo, how good
         This spendthrift world, and what a lavish God --
This fringe of wood,
         Blazing with buttercup and goldenrod.

You too, beloved, are changed. Again I see
         Your face grow mystical, as on that night
You turned to me,
         And all the trembling world -- and you -- were white.

Aye, you are touched; your singing lips grow dumb;
         The fields absorb you, color you entire . . .
And you become
         A goddess standing in a world of fire!

DayPoems Poem No. 1395
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