English poem
Love’S Universe
by Marie Van Vorst (1867–1936)
I find in thee fields, valleys, plains, and hills. Deep tender depths, a forest and a sea. All that the warm wide Earth with beauty fills I find in thee.
Each a small part of God’s fair world are we, Each one to a quick pulse of nature thrills Or mirrors in his soul a mystery.
All sweetness that the summer wind distils, And all of winter beauty that may be, All that wakes ecstasy, or calms, or stills, I find in thee!