Each Small Gleam Was a Voice
Each Small Gleam Was a Voice - meaning Summary
Color as Sacred Music
The poem portrays a twilight scene in which flashes of color over water become a singing chorus. Small gleams and glowing pebbles are imagined as voices or 'little priests' that hymn God and eternity. By personifying color as sacred music, the speaker finds reassurance and spiritual consolation in ordinary natural details, transforming an evening landscape into a quiet, devotional vision that affirms faith and soul’s rest.
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