My heart is like a little bird
That sits and sings for very gladness.
Sorrow is some forgotten word,
And so, except in rhyme, is sadness.
The world is very fair to me –
Such azure skies, such golden weather,
I’m like a long caged bird set free,
My heart is lighter than a feather.
I rise rejoicing in my life;
I live with love of God and neighbour;
My days flow on unmarred by strife,
And sweetened by my pleasant labour.
O youth! O spring! O happy days,
Ye are so passing sweet, and tender,
And while the fleeting season stays,
I revel care-free, in its splendour.
used this poem for a church service. people cried! ! :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
Joy! And joy of joys when reading this unique and stand alone masterpiece of a poem. This wondrous poem still holds so true and elegant today. Timeless.