Rhapsody

I am glad daylong for the gift of song,
         For time and change and sorrow;
For the sunset wings and the world-end things
         Which hang on the edge of to-morrow.
I am glad for my heart whose gates apart
         Are the entrance-place of wonders,
Where dreams come in from the rush and din
         Like sheep from the rains and thunders.

Credit

This poem is in the public domain. Published in Poem-a-Day on February 11, 2018, by the Academy of American Poets.

About this Poem

“Rhapsody” appeared in Lyrics of Life and Love (Herbert B. Turner & Company, 1904).