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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IMMORTALITY, by EFFIE SMITH ELY
First Line: In the forest a pleasant tree
Last Line: For the bird, my soul, which is free!
Subject(s): Immortality
First Line: In the forest a pleasant tree
Last Line: For the bird, my soul, which is free!
Subject(s): Immortality
In the forest a pleasant tree
Grew and flourished verdantly,
And a bird in its branches high
Built her nest against the sky.
All summer she sang and swayed
In the greenness and the shade,
Loving the murmurous glee
Of the leaves where she flitted free.
Darkly, tumultuously,
A storm beat down on the tree,
Which under the mighty stroke
Earthward in ruin broke.
But the bird from the branches high
Flew unharmed to a clearer sky,
For the bird, the bird was free!
Oh, the bird, my soul, is free!
Though storm blast my body's tree,
Though winter blight or the fire consume,
Other forests wait, other summers bloom,
For the bird, my soul, which is free!
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