There's something in those lanterns*

There's something in those lanterns

There's something in those lanterns
Which they took in their hands
And went into the garden
To catch fireflies and glowworms
With them went their lustre
Glowing faces of their primordial beauty,
And when they there stood with lanterns
They looked like angels without wings
Making a descent on the sweet earth
To bless all with songs of Love and guileless Innocence,

There's something in those lanterns
Which they took in their hands
And walked slowly as if floating things
Without having any wings,
Their faces had all the beauty
Which could make onlookers resplendent,
Such was their charm
Such was their magnificence.

(*Note: the painting attached was done by Charles Courtney Curran)