Mathilde Blind

Here you will find the Poem Between Sleep and Waking of poet Mathilde Blind

Between Sleep and Waking

SOFTLY in a dream I heard, 
Ere the day was breaking, 
Softly call a cuckoo bird 
Between sleep and waking. 

Calling through the rippling rain 
And red orchard blossom; 
Calling up old love again, 
Buried in my bosom; 

Calling till he brought you too 
From some magic region; 
And the whole spring followed you, 
Birds on birds in legion. 

Youth was in your beaming glance, 
Love a rainbow round you; 
Blushing trees began to dance, 
Wreaths of roses crowned you. 

And I called your name, and woke 
To the cuckoo's calling; 
And you waned in waning smoke, 
As the rain was falling. 

Had the cuckoo called 'Adieu,' 
Ere the day was breaking? 
All the old wounds bled anew 
Between sleep and waking.