My highway is unfeatured air, <br />My consorts are the sleepless stars, <br />And men my giant arms upbear, <br />My arms unstained and free from scars. <br /> <br />I rest forever on my way, <br />Rolling around the happy Sun; <br />My children love the sunny day, <br />But noon and night to me are one. <br /> <br />My heart has pulses like their own, <br />I am their mother, and my veins, <br />Though built of the enduring stone, <br />Thrill as do theirs with godlike pains. <br /> <br />The forests and the mountains high, <br />The foaming ocean and the springs, <br />The plains O pleasant Company, <br />My voice through all your anthem rings. <br /> <br />Ye are so cheerful in your minds, <br />Content to smile, content to share: <br />My being in your chorus finds <br />The echo of the spheral air. <br /> <br />No leaf may fall, no pebble roll, <br />No drop of water lose the road; <br />The issues of the general Soul <br />Are mirrored in its round abode.<br /><br />William Ellery Channing<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hymn-of-the-earth/
