A Song Of living
It is so good
to be alive ;
To have deep
dreams : to greatly strive
Through the
day’s work :to dance and sing
Between the
times of sorrowing _
To have a
clear faith in the end
That death is
life’s best ,truthful friend .
To be alive :
to hear and see
This wonderful
,strange pageantry
Of earth ,in
which each hour’s session
Brings forth a
new unknown procession
Of joys :stars
,flowers ,seas and grass
In ever new
guise before me pass .
To have deep
dreams : ah me , al me !
To bring far
things close by see ;
To have my
voyaging soul explore
Beyond my
body’s ponderous door .
To make my
love from a thousand graces ,
Seen in a
thousand women’s faces .
To greatly
strive :perform my share
Of work : for
the world grows more fair
To him who
measures Time and Fate
By what his
laboring days create-
For work is
the voice that lifts to God
The adoration
of sod .
To dance and
sing :my body’s praise
For being fair
in many ways .
It hath no
other voice than this
To thank God
for a moment’s bliss –
When art and
heaven together trust
Joy to the
perfection of the dust .
Times of
sorrowing :yea , to weep :
To wash my
soul with tears , and keep
It clean from
earth’s too constant gain ,
Even as a
flower needs rain
To cool the
passion of the sun ,
And take a
fresh new glory on .
To have clear
faith :- through good or ill
We but perform
some conscious will
Higher than
man’s The world at best
In all things
doth but manifest
That God has
set His eternal seal
Upon the
unsubstantial real .
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !
Please be in
prayer for sister Frankie stepmother
