OF the beauty of kindness I speak, Of a smile, of a charm On the face it is pleasure to meet, That gives no alarm! Of the soul that absorbeth itself In discovering good, Of that power which outlasts health, As the spell of a wood Outlasts the sad fall of the leaves, And in winter is fine, And from snow and from frost receives A garment divine. Oh! well may the lark sing of this, As through rents of huge cloud, He broacheth blue gulfs that are bliss, For they make his heart proud With the power of wings deployed In delightfullest air. Yea, thus among things enjoyed Is kindness rare. For even the weak with surprise Spread wings, utter song, They can launch..in this blue they can rise, In this kindness are strong,.. They can launch like a ship into calm, Which was penned up by storm, Which sails for the islands of balm Luxuriant and warm. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CENTER OF GRAVITY by DAVID IGNATOW THE CROSS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: MANY SOLDIERS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS LIKE A BULRUSH by MARIANNE MOORE TO BE LIKED BY YOU WOULD BE A CALAMITY by MARIANNE MOORE PRELUDE; FOR GEOFFREY GORER by EDITH SITWELL THE SONG OF THE MAD WOMAN'S SON by KAREN SWENSON |