tranquility…

It is a Beauteous Evening, Calm and Free


by William Wordsworth

It is a beauteous evening, calm and free,


The holy time is quiet as a nun


Breathless with adoration; the broad sun


Is sinking down in its tranquility;
The gentleness of heaven broods o’er the sea:


Listen! the mighty Being is awake,


And doth with his eternal motion make


A sound like thunder—everlastingly.


Dear Child! dear Girl! that walkest with me here,


If thou appear untouched by solemn thought,


Thy nature is not therefore less divine:


Thou liest in Abraham’s bosom all the year,


And worship’st at the Temple’s inner shrine,


God being with thee when we know it not.

 
“It is a Beauteous Evening, Calm and Free” by William Wordsworth. Public domain.