Seeds with wings, between earth and sky

Seeds with wings, between earth and sky

Fluttering, flying;

    Seeds of a lily with blood-red core

    Breathing of myrrh and of giroflore:

Where winds drop them there must they lie,

Living or dying.

Some to the garden, some to the wall,

Fluttering, falling;

    Some to the river, some to earth:

    Those that reach the right soil get birth;

None of the rest have lived at all.—

Whose voice is calling:

"Here is soil for winged seeds that near,

Fluttering, fearing,

Where they shall root and burgeon and spread.

    Lacking the heart-room the song lies dead:

Half is the song that reaches the ear,

Half is the hearing "?