To the warm earth I bid good-bye For what unnumbered years.

I Look on wood and hill and sky,
Yet without any tears
To the warm earth I bid good-bye
For what unnumbered years.
So many times my spirit went
This dark transfiguring way,
Nor ever knew what dying meant,
Deep night or a new day.

So many times it went and came,
Deeper than thought it knows
Unto what majesty of flame
In what wide heaven it goes !

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