Scottish Poetry Selection
- From Above The Fog
From Above The FogA world of stainless white below,
A dome of cloudless blue above,
Around me here accept the snow
As kindly winter's gift of love.
But under yonder bank of grey
A city buried from my sight
Looks eastward vainly for the day,
Huddled in self-created night.
So simple hearts that dwell content
Upon the heights of peace will know
That winter frosts are only sent
To give the stars a clearer glow.
But in the restless valleys they
Whose all to worldliness is given
Are weaving for their winter day
A darkness 'twixt themselves and Heaven.
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