Divine Rhythm

Clouds, then glory of sunset;
Darkness, then burst of the morn;
Dearth, then the gentle shower;
Sacrifice—Truth is born!

The earth-throe, then comes the harvest;
Silence, and then the word;
Mist, before the full starlight;
Discord, ere music is heard!

Erring, and then the forgiveness;
Heart's-ease after the strife;
Passion, and then the refining—
Death, then the wonder of life!
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