It’s like the Light —
A fashionless Delight —
It’s like the Bee —
A dateless — Melody —
It’s like the Woods —
Private — Like the Breeze —
Phraseless — yet it stirs
The proudest Trees —
It’s like the Morning —
Best — when it’s done —
And the Everlasting Clocks —
Chime — Noon!
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it is about rain drops,and the feeling they bring us
Life is beautiful, and Heaven will be better.
this poem is good. but what is the theme of it?