The Poems of Joseph Mary Plunkett/Daybreak
Daybreak
As blazes forth through clouds the morning sun So shines your soul, and I must veil my sight Lest it be stricken to eternal night By too much seeing ere my song be done, And I must sing your body’s clouds that run To hide you with their crimson, green and white At sunset dawn and noon—and then the flight Of stars that chant your praise in unison.
But I beneath the planetary choir Still as a stone lie dumbly, till the dark Lifts its broad wings—then swift as you draw nigher I raise Memnonian song, and all must hark, For you have flung a brand and fixed a spark Deep in the stone, of your immortal fire.