Classic Poem

In one salutation to thee, my God, let all my senses
spread out and touch this world at thy feet.
Like a raincloud of July hung low with its burden of
unshed showers let all my mind bend down at thy door
in one salutation to thee.
Let all my songs gather together their diverse strains into
a single current and flow to a sea of silence in one salutation to thee.
Like a flock of homesick cranes flying night and day back
to their mountain nests let all my life take its voyage
to its eternal home in one salutation to thee.