Anthology of Magazine Verse for 1921/Interpreted

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INTERPRETED
Now I know why ivy
 Climbs against the wall
Striving to be graceful,
 Greener and more tall.

Now I see why swallows
 Sweep across the sky
In their swift excitement,
 Shrilling as they fly.

Now I hear all music says;
 The stream's low murmuring.
Now I know why gardens grow
 And birds forever sing.

All of earth and heaven,
 God's grandeur, with the rest,
I glimpse in flashing worship
 While I lie against your breast.

The Boston TranscriptCaroline Giltinan

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