Out In The Fields With God

The little cares that fretted me,

I lost them yesterday

Among the fields above the sea,

Among the winds that play,

Among the lowing of the herd,

The rustling of the trees,

Among the singing of the birds,

The humming of the bees.

Gathering Flowers In The Meadow

Jessie Willcox Smith

American illustrator

The foolish fears of what might pass

I cast them all away

Among the clover-scented grass,

Among the new-mown hay,

Among the hushing of the corn,

Where drowsy poppies nod,

Where ill thoughts die and good are born-

Out in the fields with God.

"Out In The Fields With God"
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
(1806-1861)
English Victorian-era poetess