Сара Тисдейл (Sara Teasdale)

A Little While

A little while when I am gone
 My life will live in music after me,
As spun foam lifted and borne on
 After the wave is lost in the full sea.

A while these nights and days will burn
 In song with the bright frailty of foam,
Living in light before they turn
 Back to the nothingness that is their home.