To Serenity

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Title:     To Serenity
Author: Laurence Alma-Tadema [More Titles by Alma-Tadema]

Before a Madonna--by Botticelli.

Thine is the face our driven souls shall wear,
O sweet serenity!--No earthly wind
Can rend thine azure mantle now, nor tear
Those veils that shield the radiant locks they bind.

Thy brow is calm with storm appeased; thy lids
Are heavy with the wisdom of all tears:
Thy mouth is strong with silence that forbids
Weary lament and craven wail of fears.

Within thy guarded bosom now no fire
Is ardent; thou hast hidden all thy scars:
We too may tread the ashes of desire,
And wing our spirits thus to touch the stars.

[The end]
Laurence Alma-Tadema's poem: To Serenity

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