midnight
Death from Life is more strange to them than life from death . 'T is the silent voice that speaks the loudest . Did Sinai speak louder than this ? Hear it : `` I am a bloom , and yet I reflect the sky from the morning 's star to the midnight 's . I am a flower , yet I show you the heaven from the dawn of its birth to the twilight of its death . I am a boll , and yet a miniature earth stored with silks and satins , oils of the olives , minerals of all lands . And when I am ripe I throw open my five-roomed granary , each fitted to the finger and thumb of the human hand , with a depth between , equalled only by the palm . ''