XXI [There was, before me]

There was, before me,
Mile upon mile
Of snow, ice, burning sand.
And yet I could look beyond all this,
To a place of infinite beauty;
And I could see the loveliness of her
Who walked in the shade of the trees.
When I gazed,
All was lost
But this place of beauty and her.
When I gazed,
And in my gazing, desired,
Then came again
Mile upon mile,
Of snow, ice, burning sand.

Credit

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About this Poem

"XXI [There was, before me]" first appeared inĀ Black Riders and Other Lines (Copeland & Day, 1905)