Love’s Gleaning Tide – ❣

Love’s Gleaning Tide – ❣

Draw not away from thy hands, my love,

With wind alone, the branches move,

And though the leaves are scant above

The Autumn shall not shame us.

Say; Let the world wax cold and drear,

What is the worst of all the year But life, and what can hurt us, dear,

Or death, and who shall blame us?

Ah, when the summer comes again

How shall we say, we sowed in vain?

The root was joy, the stem was pain

The ear a nameless blending.

The root is dead and gone, my love,

The stem’s a rod our truth to prove;

The ear is stored for naught to move

Till heaven and earth have ended. ~

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