Classic Poem

Your arms enfolding me—
Your face so near to mine—
When your least smile had made
My life divine.

Now is the world our own,
All lovely things are ours:
The moon, the stars, the trees,
And all the flowers.

I did not think that life
Could hold so deep a bliss
As, flowing like the tide,
Came with your kiss.

'Twas but a moment since:
How long ago it seems!
I am as one who wakes
From idle dreams:

Awakes new-born in you
Beloved from this hour.
I seemed weak as a child,
Now I have power.

The power to be and do:
The strength to smile at Fate;
If Death should seek his prize,
He comes too late;

For I am one with Life.
Yes, God has power in me.
There is no struggling now,
For I am free.

And O my heart is full!
Where shall I spend my love?
Earth is not wide enough,
Nor heaven above.

Bend down your head again
And kiss my lips and eyes,
Then shine through all the darkened world,
O my Sunrise!