Saxifrage

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Title:     Saxifrage
Author: Elizabeth Madox Roberts [More Titles by Roberts]

The wide, wide sky was a crystal clear,
A great blue dome that quivered near.

And oh, the white-flowered miracle grown
Out of the broad gray breast of a stone!

Little plant, did you guess that when I heard
You whisper your one sweet rune-telling word,

Straight into the crystal I could see,
And the Heart of the Sky leaned down to me?

[The end]
Elizabeth Madox Roberts's poem: Saxifrage

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