Pastoral
All for one surpassing flower
I'll sing a thousand songs;
I'll let the minute roam the hour,
the whole wide day beyond.
Here I'll leave the bloom unshaken,
my heart a ready vase;
until all my breath is taken
and shared among the stars.
This much- the imprint in the grass-
where I have stood so long,
let harmless twilight come to pass,
there is the footprint gone.