I would I were a wide-winged hawk, beloved, With all the silence of thy peaks my own, Hovering above thy fragrant sun-steeped valleys Or on salt winds from height to headland blown. I would I were a little wind of night-time-- All the great winds blow through the upper skies-- But I would wander where through dew-starred myrtle, Like faint moon flames, thy secret thoughts arise. I would I were a falling star, beloved, One of a host exultant, swift and free; Then would I burn the sundering leagues of darkness And, flaming to thy heart, be lost in thee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN MEMORIAM (EASTER 1915) by PHILIP EDWARD THOMAS THE VAGABONDS by JOHN TOWNSEND TROWBRIDGE PRAYER FOR A BOY WITH A KITE by DOROTHY P. ALBAUGH PSALM 1. THE RIGHTEOUS AND THE WICKED CONTRASTED by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |