Now swings the world, and through the soundless seas
The wind swept heaven drops upon the trees
The perfumes of celestial sacrifice;
Oh, leaves and flowers__sweetest mysteries__
Thrilling our souls with voiceless madrigals,
Are ye not ciphers writ on nature's walls,
The organ notes of future symphonies?
Prophet blossoms! Earth's winter has been long,
__A. A. B. Cavaness.
Poems by Two Brothers
A. A. B. Cavaness & J. M. Cavaness
(Chetopa: J. M. Cavaness and Son Co. 1896)