I Saw Two Clouds At Morning


I saw two clouds at morning, 
Tinged with the rising sun, 
And in the dawn they floated on, 
And mingled into one; 
I thought that morning cloud was blest, 
It moved so sweetly to the west. 



I saw two summer currents 
Flow smoothly to their meeting, 
And join their course, with silent force, 
In peace each other greeting: 
Calm was their course through banks of green, 
While dimpling eddies played between. 



Such be your gentle motion, 
Till life's last pulse shall beat; 
Like summer's beam, and summer's stream, 
Float on, in joy, to meet 
A calmer sea, where storms shall cease - 
A purer sky, where all is peace. 

- John Gardiner Brainard