Like Barley Bending

Sara Teasdale

Like barley bending
In low fields by the sea,
Singing in hard wind
Like barley bending
And rising again,
So would I, unbroken,
Rise from pain;
So would I softly,
Day long, night long,
Change my sorrow
Into song.

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