Great, wide, beautiful, wonderful World, <br />With the wonderful water round you curled, <br />And the wonderful grass upon your breast-- <br />World, you are beautifully drest. <br /> <br />The wonderful air is over me, <br />And the wonderful wind is shaking the tree, <br />It walks on the water, and whirls the mills, <br />And talks to itself on the tops of the hills. <br /> <br />You friendly Earth! how far do you go, <br />With the wheat-fields that nod and the rivers that flow, <br />With cities and gardens, and cliffs, and isles, <br />And people upon you for thousands of miles? <br /> <br />Ah, you are so great, and I am so small, <br />I tremble to think of you, World, at all; <br />And yet, when I said my prayers to-day, <br />A whisper inside me seemed to say, <br />"You are more than the Earth, though you are such a dot: <br />You can love and think, and the Earth cannot!"<br /><br />William Brighty Rands<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/great-wide-beautiful-wonderful-world/
