The Soarer

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Title:     The Soarer
Author: Helen Leah Reed [More Titles by Reed]

There soars a warbler toward high Heaven,
His course seems sure and straight;--
So speeds an arrow from the bow-string,
Yet who can read his fate!

For while he carols like a seraph
Bound for a radiant star
Mayhap the fowler's eye, relentless,
Has doomed him from afar.

A longer life the crawling snail hath
Than thou--O wanderer bright--
Ah, let the sluggard crawl in safety,
Thine is the realm of light!

Like thee a soaring soul's in peril,
Yet its one hour is worth
A whole Eternity of grovelling
Closer to grimy earth.

[The end]
Helen Leah Reed's poem: Soarer

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