Meditation Celestial and Terrestrial
The wild warblers are warbling in the jungle
Of life and spring of the lustruous inundations,
Flood on flood, of our returning sun.
Day after day, throughout the winter,
We hardened ourselves to live by bluest reason
In a world of wind and frost,
And by will, unshaken and florid
In mornings of angular ice,
That passed beyond us through the narrow sky.
But what are radiant reason and radiant will
To warblings early in the hilarious trees
Of summer, the drunken mother?
Created by
guccipiggy
Last modified
2006-01-26 03:04 AM
