Poem by Ina Donna Coolbrith

At the Dawn

      (SONG.)

AWAKE, beloved! my heart awakes, —
Though still in slumber lies
The world; the pearl of morning breaks
Along the eastern skies.
The moon, the stars, that rule the night,
And look on land and sea,
A pathway are of luring light
My spirit walks to thee.

'Wake! ere between again shall lift
The day his lance of flame;
From the still shores of dreamland drift
One hour to love's dear claim.
O love! my love! the shadows part, —
Thine eager arms I see, —
"As for the water-brook the hart,"
So is my soul for thee!

1. Bret Harte (A stir of pines in the forest)
2. Meadowlarks
3. The Captive of the White City
4. Two
5. Rose and Thistle

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