The world

Great, Wide beautiful, wonderful world with the wonderful waters round you curled and the wonderful grass upon your breast- world you are beautifully dressed.

The wonderful air is over me, and the wonderful wind is shaking the tree, it walks on the water and whirls the mills and talks to it self, on the top of the hills.

 You friendly early how far do you go, with the wheat-fields that nod and the rivers that flow with cities and gardens, cliffs and isles.

And people upon you for thousands of miles?

Ah!  You are so great and I am so small,

I tremble to think of you world at all. And yet when I said my prayers today, a whisper inside ne seemed to say,

  “You ate more than the Earth, though you are such a dot;”