Classic Poem

From weary days of hope and dread, and a constant yearning,
From tedious months of fitful mood and emotion turning,
From wonder and expectation till the man-child is leaping
Impulsive under the heart where new eras are sleeping,
Love turns to music of motherhood — an exquisite gladness
Of Spring and June-breath and song-bird's joymadness,
Of life far deeper and vaster in vision and being and range,
In consciousness of creation, energy, ongo and change;
Then through the wild tempest of pain and labour and strife,
On, on to the stern and tremendous adventure of life.