Rest
1830-1894
O EARTH, lie heavily upon her eyes;
Seal her sweet eyes weary of watching, Earth;
Lie close around her; leave no room for mirth
With its harsh laughter, nor for sound of sighs.
She hath no questions, she hath no replies,
Hush'd in and curtain'd with a blessed dearth
Of all that irk'd her from the hour of birth;
With stillness that is almost Paradise.
Darkness more clear than noonday holdeth her,
Silence more musical than any song;
Even her very heart has ceased to stir:
Until the morning of Eternity
Her rest shall not begin nor end, but be;
And when she wakes she will not think it long.
DayPoems Poem No. 737
<a href="http://www.daypoems.net/poems/737.html">Rest by Christina Georgina Rossetti</a>
The DayPoems Poetry Collection, www.daypoems.net
Timothy Bovee, editor
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