Tremulous grey of dusk

I.

Tremulous grey of dusk,

Deepening into the blue,

It is the path that leads

Ever to you.

Child of the dusk, your eyes

euietly light my way,

uiet as evening stars,

Quiet and grey.

All the magic of dusk,

Tremulous, grey and blue,

Gathers into my heart,

Quiet for you.

II.

Child, I thought that we two by some grey sea

Went walking very quietly, hand in hand,

By a grey sea along a silent strand,

And you had turned your eyes away from me

To where grey clouds, uplifted mightily,

Made on the far horizon a silver land,

And I would not recall your eyes to me,

Because I knew from your shy clasping hand

How joy within your heart, a wanderer long,

Outwearied now had come, a nesting bird,

And folded there his wings, too glad for song;

And so I knew at last that you had heard

Through the long miles of grey sea-folding mist,

Soft as the breast of some glad nesting dove,

Fiom grey lips grown articulate, twilight-kissed,

All the secret of my unuttered love.