"Heaven" has different Signsto me
Sometimes, I think that Noon
Is but a symbol of the Place
And when again, at Dawn,
A mighty look runs round the World
And settles in the Hills
An Awe if it should be like that
Upon the Ignorance steals
The Orchard, when the Sun is on
The Triumph of the Birds
When they together Victory make
Some Carnivals of Clouds
The Rapture of a finished Day
Returning to the West
All theseremind us of the place
That Men call "paradise"
Itself be fairerwe suppose
But how Ourself, shall be
Adorned, for a Superior Grace
Not yet, our eyes can see
