Any other thing it was no use bringing;
They needed what the stars were singing,
What the whole sky sang like waves of light,
The tune that it danced to, day and night.
Oh, I listened to the sky for the tune to come;
The song seemed easy, but I stood there dumb.
The stars could feel me reaching through them
They let down light and drew me to them.
I stood in the sky in a light like day,
Drinking in the word that all things say
Where the worlds hang growing in clustered shapes
Dripping the music like wine from grapes.
With "Love, Love, Love," above the pain,
— The vine-like song with its wine-like rain.
Through heaven under heaven the song takes root
Of the turning, burning, deathless fruit.
I came to the earth and the pain so near me,
I tried that song but they couldn't hear me.
I went down into the ground to grow,
A seed for a song that would make men know.