in high exalting <br />on angelic songs flying <br />(heart up so floating, <br />many births down) <br />earth beckons <br />heart defies <br />soaring high; <br /> <br />spring, <br /> <br />like bouncing <br />(with thoughts grounding) <br />newness, <br />hope <br />calling ever upwards; <br /> <br />summer, <br /> <br />flowering <br />earth scents <br />calling downwards <br />(many thoughts down <br />but heart up so floating) <br />oh heart so upward floating <br />heavens calling; <br /> <br />autumn, <br /> <br />chills <br />swept across <br />windswept hills <br />budded leaf and petals <br />like thoughts falling <br />and then; <br /> <br />winter's, <br /> <br />icy grip <br />of fear <br />downwards calling <br />but still on high <br />exalting <br />before earth claims <br />and <br />(as must, downwards calling) <br />to earth returns; <br /> <br />(heart up so floating) <br />in high exalting <br /> <br />what is; <br /> <br />what seasons kiss; <br />(many births down, <br />summer, autumn, winter, spring....)<br /><br />David Taylor<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-ee-cummings-with-love/
