a beautiful poem

Just read this...and wanted everyone to enjoy it!

Song

I scan you on the figured page
In tales of every distant age
And chant you in a holy song
But yet I hear, I see you wrong

I am so small
You are so all


And I would scent you in a flower
That flares and fails from hour to hour
And count your liberality
In berries bright upon the tree

But they are small
And you are all

Or might I fell you in the sky
Your cloudwind lifts my soul so high
Or might I taste you in the spring
New-risen, cleanly caroling

I am so small
You are so all

But narrow is my inward sight
I do not spell your meanings right
And guttering my outward gaze
I do not steady trace your ways

My steps are small
To map your all

Then break me wide you raging word
In flintstruck light from darkness stirred
And break me wide you dancing love
That soars the hawk, that swoops the dove

I am so small
You are so all

Veronica Zundel
20th century