For a while I lost my way,
Like a child who's gone astray;
For a day I lived my dreams
Like a boat that flits upstream;
In a trice broke my cage
With a smile bore world's rage.
For in my night a sun did rise,
From my breast my heart pried,
Alas! A wind of furry blew,
My hopes to ground it threw-
My sun in that mist grew pale,
Weeds wild ran across that dale,
Once more down I sank,
A cup of tears I drank.
Aha! In my garden came
A shower of dripping rain,
My blessings it taught to count,
Undaunted my hills surmount
No more in dream, nor in trance,
To own tune I now dance.
