A Song Why do the bushes dance and swirl,Why do the Maywreaths stray to heel,Why arches Heaven forever higher,And vales to cloudy peak aspire?
If I sail on my pinions there,The echo falls from rock through air.
Do eye and starlight marry ever?
I look,my gaze is clouded over.
Roll forth,you waves of life,away,Soar,smash those bridges in your way,By golden liberty inspired When you came from the void.
Again the glance in recklessness Stirs,sparks to bless'd forgetfulness.
Where should it have sought worlds?In you,Into a very world it grew.
