I am in love with high far-seeing places <br />That look on plains half-sunlight and half-storm, -- <br />In love with hours when from the circling faces <br />Veils pass, and laughing fellowship glows warm. <br />You who look on me with grave eyes where rapture <br />And April love of living burn confessed, -- <br />The Gods are good! The world lies free to capture! <br />Life has no walls. O take me to your breast! <br />Take me, -- be with me for a moment's span! -- <br />I am in love with all unveiled faces. <br />I seek the wonder at the heart of man; <br />I would go up to the far-seeing places. <br />While youth is ours, turn toward me for a space <br />The marvel of your rapture-lighted face!<br /><br />Arthur Davison Ficke<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-am-in-love-with-high-far-seeing-places/
