Awakening by George William Russell
THE LIGHTS shone down the street In the long blue close of day: A boy’s heart beat sweet, sweet, As it flowered in its dreamy clay.
Beyond the dazzling throng And above the towers of men The stars made him long, long, To return to their light again.
They lit the wondrous years And his heart within was gay; But a life of tears, tears, He had won for himself that day.
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