Destroyers and Other Verses/Pegasus

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PEGASUS.

The wind is still; from far and wide the airResounds with Sabbath bells, calling to prayerAnd from the vast, unfathomable blueHums a propeller's penetrating drone.We stand enchanted, and our eyes pursueAn aeroplane, that climbs the summer skyTo drift aloneOn mountainous clouds of ever-virgin snow,Suspended like a black-winged dragon-fly,That turning gleams,Dove-grey and silver in the morning beams;Or like a dead leaf, loosened from a height,Spins in its perilous flight.We catch our breath like children at a showOf martial arts and heroic deeds,On every glittering incident intent,Forgetting for a time terrestrial creedsFor joy that man now rides the firmament.
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