I WILL WRITE LETTERS TO...

I WILL WRITE LETTERS TO

THE GRASS

I will write letters to my friend the grass,

I will sing all my songs to lilac flowers

Gather the spices in the airs that pass,

And wrap my heart close shrouded in the hours.

I dread man's huge impertinence; he creeps

Thro’ the inviolate silences of Spring

Like a marauder, waking that which sleeps

To gather strength for lyric blossoming.

I will write all my letters to the grass.

The world shall be resolved into a cry

Faint as a little voice that cries Alas!

And I will laugh alone beneath the sky.