Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers today; <br />And give us not to think so far away <br />As the uncertain harvest; keep us here <br />All simply in the springing of the year. <br /> <br />Oh, give us pleasure in the orcahrd white, <br />Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night; <br />And make us happy in the happy bees, <br />The swarm dilating round the perfect trees. <br /> <br />And make us happy in the darting bird <br />That suddenly above the bees is heard, <br />The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill, <br />And off a blossom in mid air stands still. <br /> <br />For this is love and nothing else is love, <br />To which it is reserved for God above <br />To sanctify to what far ends he will, <br />But which it only needs that we fulfill.<br /><br />Robert Lee Frost<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-prayer-in-spring-2/
