(Montgomery)
It's a Flash of inspiration,
A seeing through the mists.
A tasting of eternity,
That comes and then desists.
(Chesterton)
An open door to Fairyland,
Where elves and fairies play,
And swordmen clash and giants fall,
And night is freer than day.
(Wordsworth)
An Ode to Immortality,
A faintly remembered land,
An echo of a realer realm
That children and fools understand.
(Longfellow)
The Song of some Humbler Poet
Lifting the cares of day,
And giving the rest of peace
To travelers on their way.
(Lewis)
The Joy that also is longing
For a country unborn.
That all of us are looking for
Which hope and pain adorn.
(St. Augustine)
Though stories and names are legion,
the meaning is but one:
A desire for Absolute Being
The hope for which all's done.
(Dante)
It's found in the highest heaven,
With passion stayed by awe,
By the Beatific Vision,
Beholding the Being of God.
Reflective Wanderer 