Poetry of Kansas

A Voice

When the night from the west all the glow of day had taken,
    Through the dusk and the silence and the dew,
Came a call, clear and sweet, that has left my spirit shaken
    Was it you, O beloved, was it you ?
 
In the wind's wistful voice at my loosened lattice/retting,
    In the plaint of the rain the gray night through,
Still it calls in the hours I shall never be forgetting
    Is it you, O beloved, is it you ?
 
When the long day is done for the broken and the lonely,
    I shall hear it, dear and sweet, clear and true,
As I rise with my face toward the glory, saying only:
    "It is you, 0 beloved, it is you !"

__Ester M. (Clark) Hill.

 

The Call of Kansas and Other Poems
Esther M. (Clark) Hill
(Cedar Rapids: Torch Press. __)
Page 27

 
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