Mortal - Bright Wings Lyrics
the world is charged with thegrandeur of Godthe world is charged with beautyit will flame out, like shining fromshook foil;it gathers to a greatness, like theooze of oilCrushedBecause the Holy Ghost over the bendWorldbroods with warm breast and withah!Bright Wingsand for all this, nature is neverspent;there lives the dearest freshnessdeep down things;and though the last lightsoff the black West wentOh, morning, at the brown brink east-ward, springs -Because the Holy Ghost over the bendWorldbroods with warm breast and withah!Bright Wings(adapted from "God's Grandeur" by Gerard Manley Hopkins