If I walk on swift legs

With arms smooth and strong

And a heart beat steady

As a summer song.

And at days end meet

Secure and bright

A roof, and walls, and door

To keep warm this night;

And arms and hands

Embrace with love my own

And bright eyes assure

That this is my home.

Is it enough for my will

To soften, for my watch to relent

To what end do I follow

My heart and find content.