I Lost My Soul….

I lost my soul to-day,
For the sake of scrubbing and buttons and trash,
It was a wonder-day of beauty,
Rapturous leaves afire in the sun besought me;
Butterflies beckoned, birds entreated with song;
Implored me to drift on the miracle tide
Of gladness and renewing.
O Beauty, stand once more upon my threshold!
O Day of Wonder, beckon me again!
That I, the penitent, may open wide my dwelling
And pleaded with Loveliness as she has pled with me

(Angela Morgan)