Poems (Chandler)/After the Mountains

by Louise Chandler Moulton

AFTER THE MOUNTAINS.

[To L. C. B.]

N my dreams I see the hill-tops
 Where the cloudy pathways led,
You and I have trod together
 In the days that now are dead.

Still I see their shining splendors
 Height on height before me rise,
And the radiance of their glory
 Streams across my half-shut eyes.

In my dreams you are beside me,—
 Still I hear your tender tone,
While your soft eyes beam upon me,
 And I am no more alone.

For with memories I am haunted,
 Till the silence seems to beat
With the music of your talking
 And the coming of your feet.

Turn towards me, from the distance,
 Sweetest Heart, your gentle eyes;
Though far off I sure shall see them,—
 Stars are farther in the skies.