Wendell Berry

A Song Sparrow Singing in the Fall

                     Somehow it has all 
                     added up to song — 
                     earth, air, rain and light, 
                     the labor and the heat, 
                     the mortality of the young. 
                     I will go free of other 
                     singing, I will go 
                     into the silence 
                     of my songs, to hear 
                     this song clearly.