An Idyl of the Spiritual Life

Silently, to lowly minds,
God communicates His grace,
And the wondering spirit finds
The dear favor of His face.

Secretly the Voice divine
Whispers low to each, apart;
Suddenly, without a sign,
Glows His presence in the heart.

Like the light of evening star,
Reigns the peace that heals all strife;
Passionless as lilies are,
Love enthrones the heavenly life.

Silently the morning breaks,
And the shadows flee away;
So, in death, the soul awakes
To the light of endless day!