Good morning … A superb song to rise up today!
I love the things that children love Yet with a comprehension deep
That lifts my pining soul above Those in which life as yet doth sleep.
All things that simple are and bright, Unnoticed unto keen‑worn wit,
With a child’s natural delight That makes me proudly weep at it.
I love the heavens with a joy That makes me wonder at my soul,
It is a pleasure nought can cloy, A thrilling I cannot control.
So stretched out here let me lie Before the sun that soaks me up,
And let me gloriously die Drinking too deep of living’s cup;
Be swallowed of the sun and spread Over the infinite expanse,
Dissolved, like a drop of dew dead Lost in a super‑normal trance;
And in a strange way undefined
Lose in the one and living Whole
The limit that I call my mind,
The bounded thing I call my soul