Poetry etcetera..

I have been reading a lot of poetry this weekend. They are my companions for solitude, food for the soul. I miss school days when everyday I read or wrote something new; however simple, it helped me learn, and grow. I wish to keep growing, I am scared of stagnancy. And so, with you as witness, I promise myself a poem/story a day. As of now, I am humming the lines of a song I was taught as a little girl:

This is my Father's world,   

and to my listening ears   

all nature sings, 

and round me rings   

the music of the spheres.    

This is my Father's world:    

I rest me in the thought   

of rocks and trees, 

of skies and seas;   

his hand the wonders wrought.   

This is my Father's world,   

the birds their carols raise,   

the morning light, the lily white,   

declare their maker's praise.    

This is my Father's world:    

he shines in all that's fair;   

in the rustling grass I hear him pass;   

he speaks to me everywhere.   

This is my Father's world.    

O let me ne'er forget   

that though the wrong seems oft so strong,   

God is the ruler yet.    

This is my Father's world:    

why should my heart be sad?    

The Lord is King; let the heavens ring!    

God reigns; let the earth be glad! 

The tune of this song is divine, it fills your senses. Here you are:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ry211yUrHRw

There are so many other songs that I remember by heart but don't find them online. If I manage to find them someday, I'll be over the moon, and definitely share them with you!

Lots of love!