(27) Morns like these — we parted — Noons like these — she rose — Fluttering first — then firmer To her fair repose. By new lights like these - we changed - And by highlights like these - we came to see - Inch by inch - then yard by yard Until equilibrium has set. Never did she lisp it - It was not for me — She — was mute from transport — I — from agony — Never was there any doubt - not for me - She - knew it from the start I - the impending labour - Till — the evening nearing One the curtains drew — Quick! A Sharper rustling! And this linnet flew! Untill - the drawing end On heavens take Hold fast! A keener whisperer And this oracle begone! (28) So has a Daisy vanished From the fields today — So tiptoed many a slipper To Paradise away — This is how a mayflower left From the living earth So close with much mistakes Leaving to Paradise Oozed so in crimson bubbles Day’s departing tide — Blooming — tripping — flowing - Are ye then with God? Drowning in sinful contemplation Hope balancing on the tides Salvation - Repentance - Continuously - Is this what it means to be with God? (29) If those I loved were lost The Crier’s voice would tell me - If those I loved were found The bells of Ghent would ring — If my best would be interpreted wrong It would be made known on the street - If my best would be recognised found They would see it as a holy mission - Did those I loved repose The Daisy would impel me. Philip — when bewildered Bore his riddle in! Did those I reach find the central message? Those on the path would hang me out to dry The open minded - when perplexed Exhaust themselves by means of uncovering inwards./would exchange ignorance for the answer. (30) Adrift! A little boat adrift! And night is coming down! Will no one guide a little boat Unto the nearest town? Isolation! A small divergence from the mass! And how you shall be judged! Will no one guide a slight difference in sight unto the closest doctrine? So Sailors say — on yesterday — Just as the dusk was brown One little boat gave up its strife And gurgled down and down. So at the beginning of the voyage- upon reflecting - Just as there was no end in sight That small diverger gave up its strife And sunk deeper and deeper So angels say — on yesterday — Just as the dawn was red One little boat — o’erspent with gales — Retrimmed its masts — redecked its sails — And shot — exultant on! So at the end of the voyage - upon reflecting - Just as the treasure was to be found One small seeker - who was troubled with opposition - reinforced its views - reinforced its stance = And went on - triumphantly! (30) Summer for thee, grant I may be When Summer days are flown! Thy music still, when Whippoorwill And Oriole — are done! Comforting information, that I may grant you When the easy days are gone! To reinforce your judgement, when under repetitive attack of the whispering demons And the devil - are done! For thee to bloom, I'll skip the tomb And row my blossoms o'er! Pray gather me — Anemone — Thy flower — forevermore! For you to succeed, I'll skip And provide you my best help Pray: save me When the whispering starts unto your recipient - for the Lord's salvation!