Singing in hard wind
Ceaselessly;
Like barley bending
And rising again,
So would I, unbroken,
Rise from pain;
So would I softly,
Day long, night long,
Change my sorrow
Into song.
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Love in my heart was a fresh tide flowing
The sun was keen and the foam was blowingHigh on the rocky shore.But now in the dusk the tide is turning,Lower the sea gulls soar,And the waves that rose in resistless yearningAre broken forevermore.
When I have ceased to break my wings
And learned that compromises waitBehind each hardly opened gate,When I have looked Life in the eyes,Grown calm and very coldly wise,Life will have given me the Truth,And taken in exchange–my youth.
Night is over the park, and a few brave stars
The lake bears up their reflection in broken barsThat seem too heavy for tremulous water to hold.We watch the swans that sleep in a shadowy place,And now and again one wakes and uplifts its head;How still you are–your gaze is on my face–We watch the swans and never a word is said.
Evening, and all the birds
Are easing their hearts of joyFor miles around.The air is blue and sweet,The few first stars are white,–Oh let me like the birdsSing before night.
IF I must go to heaven’s end
Be near me and forever bendWith the same eyes above me there;Time will fly past us like leaves flying,We shall not heed, for we shall beBeyond living, beyond dying,Knowing and known unchangeably.
It is not a word spoken,
Nor even a look of the eyesNor a bend of the head,But only a hush of the heartThat has too much to keep,Only memories wakingThat sleep so light a sleep.Submitted by Venus