Move away from me, thou earthly shade
Thou shadow, that pursuest me;
Away, away, let not the vision fade
From before my eyes, let me see.
Here does Nature open all its flowers.
The breeze is cool, the trees are green.
Let the heavens, let pour their powers
On this my land, where I have been.
Can earthliness darken my sight
And make me blind to Nature’s works?
No. The beauty of the day, the night
Hold me with a greater might
I shall not let the world shadow
The beauty I still can behold
The trees, flowers, the meadow
And all that nature doth enfold.
(1960)