SONNET IN A GARDEN
by: Josephine Preston Peabody (1874-1922)
- DUMB Mother of all music, let me rest
- On thy great heart while summer days pass by;
- While all the heat up-quivers, let me lie
- Close gathered to the fragrance of thy breast.
- Let not the pipe of birds from some high nest
- Give voice unto a thought of melody,
- Nor dreaming clouds afloat along the sky
- Meet any wind of promise from the west.
- Save for that grassy breath that never mars
- The peace, but seems a musing of thine own,
- Keep thy dear silence. So, embraced, alone,
- Forgetful of relentless prison-bars,
- My soul shall hear all songs, unsung, unknown,
- Uprising with the breath of all the stars.
- On thy great heart while summer days pass by;
