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MEDITATION ON GOD IN NATURE

The little cares that fretted me -

I lost them yesterday,

Among the fields above the sea;

Among the winds at play;

Among the lowing of the herds,

The rustling of the trees,

Among the singing of the birds,

The humming of the bees.

The foolish fears of what might happen -

I cast them all away

Among the clover-scented grass,

Among the new-mown hay;

Among the husking of the corn,

Where the drowsy poppies nod;

Where ill thoughts die and good are born

Out in the fields with God!