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Measure me, sky!
Tell me I reach by a song
Nearer the stars;
I have been little so long.
Tell me I reach by a song
Nearer the stars;
I have been little so long.
Weigh me, high wind!
What will your wild scales record?
Profit of pain,
Joy by the weight of a word.
What will your wild scales record?
Profit of pain,
Joy by the weight of a word.
Horizon, reach out,
Catch at my hands, stretch me taut,
Rim of the world!
Widen my eyes by a thought.
Catch at my hands, stretch me taut,
Rim of the world!
Widen my eyes by a thought.
Sky, be my depth,
Wind, be my tolerant height,
World, my heart's span—
Loneliness, wings for my flight!
Wind, be my tolerant height,
World, my heart's span—
Loneliness, wings for my flight!
