| (Copyright 03-10-2006) Sent by Rich Daniels (Shawano, Wisconsin) |
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| Â Lord of my heart’s elation, Spirit of things unseen, Be thou my aspiration Consuming and serene! Â Bear up, bear out, bear onward This mortal soul alone, To selfhood or oblivion, Incredibly thine own, Â As the foam heads are loosened And blown along the sea, Or sink and merge forever In that which bids them be. Â I, too, must climb in wonder, Uplift at thy command, Be one with my frail fellows Beneath the wind’s strong hand, Â A fleet and shadowy column Of dust or mountain rain, To walk the earth a moment And be dissolved again. Â Be thou my exaltation Or fortitude of mine, Lord of the world’s elation, Thou breath of things unseen! Â By Bliss Carman (1861-1929)Â |
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