I Will Give You
My eyes perceive the foaming surf,
And windblown clouds across the sky;
Rainbows, forests, gleaming turf,
Valleys deep and mountains high.
I've ears to hear a summer rain,
And children's voices bright with glee,
Singing breezes through the cane,
A wondrous symphony.
My tongue and lips can speak, or kiss
A cheek or other lips; and sing
Joyous songs, and know the bliss
Of flavors rare and teardrop sting.
Strong hands have I to work in wood,
Or take up pen and pages write,
And clasp in prayer; and, oh how good
To toss a stone or guide a kite.
If you need mine eyes for seeing,
Ears to listen, lips for molding
Words, sweetly singing; being
Helpless, hands for holding,
This very breath I breathe so deeply;
The heart which beats within my breast,
All of the life that burns within me,
These I'll give you with the rest.
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