I Hear It In The Deep Heart's Core

I will arise
and go now,
and go
to Innisfree,
And a
small cabin
build there,
of clay
and wattles made;
Nine bean rows
will I have there,
a hive for
the honey bee,
And live alone in
the bee-loud glade.

And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from
the veils of
the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet's wings.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements gray,
I hear it in the deep heart's core.

--William Butler Yeats

Tower of Set from Cheops Pyramid (top)
cottonwoods in Haunted Canyon (middle)
outside Garnet Canyon looking west (below)
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common loon
trumpeter swan