| George William (“A. E.”) Russell (1867–1935). Collected Poems by A.E. 1913. |
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| 79. The Weaver of Souls |
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| WHO is this unseen messenger | |
| For ever between me and her, | |
| Who brings love’s precious merchandise, | |
| The golden breath, the dew of sighs, | |
| And the wild, gentle thoughts that dwell | 5 |
| Too fragile for the lips to tell, | |
| Each at their birth, to us before | |
| A heaving of the heart is o’er? | |
| Who art thou, unseen messenger? | |
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| I think, O Angel of the Lord, | 10 |
| You make our hearts to so accord | |
| That those who hear in after hours | |
| May sigh for love as deep as ours; | |
| And seek the magic that can give | |
| An Eden where the soul may live, | 15 |
| Nor need to walk a road of clay | |
| With stumbling feet, nor fall away | |
| From thee, O Angel of the Lord. | |
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