Children of earth are we, <br />Lovers of land and sea, <br />Of hill, of brook, of tree, <br />Of all things fair; <br />Of all things dark or bright, <br />Born of the day and night, <br />Red rose and lily white <br />And dusky hair. <br /> <br />Yet not alone from earth <br />Do we derive our birth. <br />What were our singing worth <br />Were this the whole? <br />Somewhere from heaven afar <br />Hath dropped a fiery star, <br />Which makes us what we are, <br />Which is our soul.<br /><br />Robert Fuller Murray<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/poets-2/
