The little cares that fretted me <br />I lost them yesterday <br />Among the fields, above the sea, <br />Among the winds at play, <br />Among the lowing of the herds, <br />The rustling of the trees, <br />Among the singing of the birds, <br />The humming of the bees. <br /> <br />The foolish fears of what might happen, <br />I cast them all away, <br />Among the clover-scented grass, <br />Among the new-mown hay, <br />Among the husking of the corn, <br />Where drowsy poppies nod, <br />Where ill thoughts die and good are born- <br />Out in the fields with God<br /><br />Anonymous British<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/out-in-the-fields-with-god/
