Of What I Call God,

O Lyric Love, Half Angel And Half Bird. And All A Wonder And A Wild Desire.

How Sad And Bad And Mad It Was - But Then, How It Was Sweet

God Smiles As He Has Always Smiled; Ere Suns And Moons Could Wax And Wane, Ere Stars Were Thundergirt, Or Piled The Heavens, God Thought On Me His Child; Ordained A Life For Me, Arrayed Its Circumstances, Every One To The Minutest; Ay, God Said This Head This Hand Should Rest Upon Thus, Ere He Fashioned Star Or Sun.

Wander At Will, Day After Day,-- Wander Away, Wandering Still-- Soul That Canst Soar! Body May Slumber: Body Shall Cumber Soul-flight No More.

On The Earth The Broken Arcs; In The Heaven A Perfect Round.