Once I was part of the music I heard
On the boughs or sweet between earth and sky,
For joy of the beating of wings on high
My heart shot into the breast of the bird.
I hear it now and I see it fly,
And a life in wrinkles again is stirred,
My heart shoots into the breast of the bird,
As it will for sheer love till the last long sigh.
(George Meredith)
More Poetry from George Meredith:
George Meredith Poems based on Topics: Life, Birds, Music- Alsace-Lorraine (George Meredith Poems)
- The Empty Purse--A Sermon To Our Later Prodigal Son (George Meredith Poems)
- A Faith On Trial (George Meredith Poems)
- The Day Of The Daughter Of Hades (George Meredith Poems)
- The Shipwreck Of Idomeneus (George Meredith Poems)
- The Nuptials Of Attila (George Meredith Poems)