Easter Day by Oscar Wilde 1881
The silver trumpets rang across the Dome:
The people knelt upon the ground with awe:
And borne upon the necks of men I saw,
Like some great God, the Holy Lord of Rome.
Priest-like, he wore a robe more white than foam,
And, king-like, swathed himself in royal red,
Three crowns of gold rose high upon his head:
In splendor and in light the Pope passed home.
My heart stole back across wide wastes of years
To One who wandered by a lonely sea,
And sought in vain for any place of rest:
‘Foxes have holes and every bird its nest.
I, only I, must wander wearily,
And bruise my feet, and drink wine salt with tears.
Source Poem : http://www.jokesmsquote.com/poems/features/easter-day-118.html
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Namaste! Jenny ,wish you a very Happy Easter 🙂 Lots of love
Madhvi
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Your welcome Madhvi!
Lots of love from the Philippines
All the best to you 🙂
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Happy easter to you also, Jenny 🙂
And thanks for the lovely Wilde poem 🙂
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Happy Easter to you too!
Your welcome and all the best to life……………
Jenny
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Jenny,
I didn’t know that Oscar Wilde Easter poem. And I like it.
Happy Easter to you.
Le Clown
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Hello Le Clown,
Thanks for stopping by
And liking my post
😉
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Happy Easter Jenny!
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Happy Belated Easter to you too!
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