Bliss Carman: Lord of my Heart's Elation

Lord of my Heart's Elation

Bliss Carman

Lord of my heart's elation, Spirit of things unseen, Be thou my aspiration Consuming and serene!
Bear up, bear out, bear onward, This mortal soul alone, To selfhood or oblivion, Incredibly thine own, —
As the foamheads are loosened And blown along the sea, Or sink and merge forever In that which bids them be.
I, too, must climb in wonder, Uplift at thy command, — Be one with my frail fellows Beneath the wind's strong hand,
A fleet and shadowy column Of dust or mountain rain, To walk the earth a moment And be dissolved again.
Be thou my exaltation Or fortitude of mien, Lord of the world's elation, Thou breath of things unseen!