gotten from one of the many books that i read.
Immortality
This loveliness that stirs my bound heart
to songs of praise has always blossommed here;
when earth was young, unscarred by war and hate
these self-same streams went singing crystal clear.
these mountains caught and held within their folds
cloud-shadows, dappled grey and indigo;
someone, held spell bound on this emerald hill
the same delight in god is sweet world would know.
so, when this pasture knows my feet no more,
when all my earthly gipsying are done;
there will be other eyes to watch with awe
i would bequeath to all who follow on
my rare delight in leaf and bloom and tree,
for in their worship of the world i loved
my soul shall find true immortality
