Сара Тисдейл (Sara Teasdale)

Enough

  It is enough for me by day
   To walk the same bright earth with him;
  Enough that over us by night
   The same great roof of stars is dim.

  I do not hope to bind the wind
   Or set a fetter on the sea--
  It is enough to feel his love
   Blow by like music over me.