Gifts
"O World-God, give me Wealth
" the Egyptian cried
His prayer was granted
High as heaven,
"O World-God, give me Wealth
" the Egyptian cried
His prayer was granted
High as heaven,
I would ask for still more, if I had the sky with all its stars,and the world with its endless riches; but I would be content withthe smallest corner of this earth if only she were mine
I travelled the old road every day,
I took my fruits to the market,my cattle to the meadows,
I ferried my boat across the stream andall the ways were well known to me
One morning my basket was heavy with wares
There is room for you
You are alone with your few sheaves of rice
My boat is crowded, it is heavily laden, but how can I turn youaway
Your young body is slim and swaying; there is a twinklingsmile in the edge of your eyes, and your ...
Are you a mere picture, and not as true as those stars, true asthis dust
They throb with the pulse of things, but you areimmensely aloof in your stillness, painted form
The day was when you walked with me, your breath warm, yourlimbs sin...