Beyond the purple bay <br />The drowsy winds awaken to delay. <br />Spring, a world-spirit, dips <br />In pure turquoise her lips, <br />And blows the bubble of a cloudless day. <br /> <br />Poppy and rose declare <br />Our kinship in the league of earth and air. <br />The petals pushed apart <br />Are somehow in my heart, <br />And the far bird sings passionately there. <br /> <br />Now for awhile I blend <br />With all that sea and skies and land may lend, <br />Accepting at its worth <br />The dear mirage of earth— <br />Too wise to question here its aim or end.<br /><br />George Sterling<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/careless-9/
