Classic Poem

Lean and listen: lean and listen:
If our ears were very keen
If we heard the little noises
Of the growing things of green
If we heard the blossom breaking
Like the tongues of every tree
If we heard the grass a-growing
Like the roaring of the sea
If we heard these little lilies
We should know and understand
They are ringing for our bridal
On the bells of fairy-land.

Lean and listen: lean and Listen.