Evening Worship

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Title:     Evening Worship
Author: Dhan Gopal Mukerji [More Titles by Mukerji]

The amber west melts into saffron,
The east, a misty vision of rose:
Like the sun, our souls seek repose.
The mountains, empurpled priests,
The river, the chant from their lips,
Sunlit the pine-candles' crimson tips.

At this hour of worship
Shadows spread their wings;
Silently the breeze-bell rings.
The stars put a silver riband round night's tresses,
The light fades like a receding song
As fall soundless sounds from Nature's
moon-gong.

[The end]
Dhan Gopal Mukerji's poem: Evening Worship

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