RELEASE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN

POUR forth, shrill sparkling brook, your deathless wave,
Your pretty counterplay of dark and clear;
Though small your path, no starrier fancies pave
Earth's proudest deep, nor sunnier nymphs appear.
No voice of glory waits you at the weir,
Yet there are eyes to shine with your young force,
And that swift swirl and leap will take the ear
Of some with wonder; though Zambesi hoarse
Burst on them lost in life, you are their watercourse.

This bird who haunts your channels, without change
Might jewel heaven's still waters with blue wing,
Nor should the resting shepherd think it strange
If he saw there your pearl-clad dace upspring,
Or heard these brook-like aspen-branches sing
To airs embalmed with daffodils for grace
To music on; then fear not, trembling thing,
Earthly comparisons; we bless your face,
And find you, luck divine! rippling through time and space.

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