The Christ Spirit

Like silver mist slowly

Winding through sunlight,

Like snow-flakes falling in moonlight

Without rustle or weight-

Free as brimless waters

Endlessly spreading gladness !-

Like a long faltering song

Of some hidden bird

Twining the soul in forgetfulness,

Always heard but unseen,

Always near and close held,

Lives the spirit of Christ forever;

As frail Icarus wings never melting,

But forever and ever soaring

Toward the sun!