Classic Poem

I shall be part of the flood and of the fire —
Part of the daisied field, the basking sun;
Sleep with the snow, wake in the Spring's desire;
Grow in the grass, where the winds of Summer run.

And of the prairie and the endless sea
I shall be part — part of the drifting shower.
Sigh of the forest, burgeoning of the tree,
Song of the bird, and hush of twilight hour.

I shall be in the rising of the star,
The night's great silences, the mist and dew.
I shall be part of all glad things there are —
Earth unto earth, life unto life anew!