Country of My Spirit’s Birth
Country of My Spirit’s Birth
Winter wraps his arms around my world
As desultory leaves drift slowly down
To cover beds in which the dreams of spring
Shall rise again to greet the year alone.
I leave you now to sleep in frozen peace,
Flowers of my heart’s undying past,
And undertake the journey once again
To seek my soul’s direction in the vast
And burning country of my spirit’s birth.
I will kneel and kiss the sacred ground again
And feel the rapture of eternal life,
Cast off all doubt, be done with death and pain.
Love calls to me a continent away,
I soar on wings of steel to that bright day.
