SATB Choir. This is an evening hymn reminiscent of Arthur Baynon's When Rooks Fly Homeward, but significantly longer. Traditional harmonies frame this poem by George William Russell (1913) evoking the peace and stillness of the coming of evening. Perfect for an Evensong or evening service. Your choir will LOVE this!
Dusk wraps the village in its dim caress;
Each chimney’s vapour, like a thin grey rod,
Mounting aloft through miles of quietness,
Pillars the skies of God.
Far up they break or seem to break their line,
Mingling their nebulous crests that bow and nod
Under the light of those fierce stars that shine
Out of the calm of God.
Only in clouds and dreams I felt those souls
In the abyss, each fire hid in its clod;*
From which in clouds and dreams the spirit rolls
Into the vast of God.
*something of lesser dignity or value, as the body as contrasted with the soul: this corporeal clod.