‘Sun in my face, wind beside my shoulder
Streaming clouds, banners of new-born night
Enchant me now. The splendors growing bolder
Make bold my soul for some new wise delight.’
— By the Spring, at Sunset by poet Vachel Lindsay
‘Sun in my face, wind beside my shoulder
Streaming clouds, banners of new-born night
Enchant me now. The splendors growing bolder
Make bold my soul for some new wise delight.’
— By the Spring, at Sunset by poet Vachel Lindsay