Evening in Kyoto


The human heart has hidden treasures,
In secret kept, in silence sealed;–
The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures,
Whose charms were broken if revealed.
And days may pass in gay confusion,
And nights in rosy riot fly,
While, lost in Fame’s or Wealth’s illusion,
The memory of the Past may die.

But there are hours of lonely musing,
Such as in evening silence come,
When, soft as birds their pinions closing,
The heart’s best feelings gather home.

– Charlotte Bronte, Evening Solace

4 thoughts

  1. What a lovely shot and a beautiful poem – I didn’t know that Bronte wrote poetry. I shall have to look her up for a Weekly Wednesday Poem. Thank you so much for sharing this.

    • You’re most welcome. I’m glad you liked both items. 🙂

      I love this poem – bittersweet and comforting at the same time. The tinge of sadness is part of the reason why I only quoted three stanzas.

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