Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale, 1884-1933
Enough
from Rivers to the Sea [New York: Macmillan 1915]

It is enough for me by day
     To walk the same bright earth with him;
Enough that over us by night
     The same great roof of stars is dim.

I have no care to bind the wind
     Or set a fetter on the sea–
It is enough to feel his love
     Blow by like music over me.


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