World so bright and blithe this September morn,
Rich stillness reaches in the dazzling blue
Turning the soul to a crystal clear view;
Worries slip away in the stream unshorn
Hardly a creature woken from slumber,
The currents of life, flowing swiftly on
Sweeping the dust with a natural song.
Freeing the dazed heart from pockmarked blunder
Sweet pulse, that throbs in the shimmering scene;
A feast of delights that requires no meat
Or pleasures that thicken and make one mean.
Sifted sunshine brings cheer to forlorn feet
On the sinuous path that is serene
A draught of clear cheer leaches cold deceit.