The Valley of Silence
Fiona Macleod
1855 to 1905
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Eddies of prayer.
No bird doth call:
So silence lies on the valley
Before its silent light:
No rapt priest bends in awe
In the secret Valley of Silence
No breath doth fall;
An altar rises white:
In the dusk-grown heart of the valley
But sometimes a flight
As on a white wall
No wind stirs in the branches;
Breathlessly still.
A breathless lizard is still,
Of breathless words of prayer
White-wing'd enclose the altar,