The Melody of Earth by Mrs. Waldo Richards

How many of us are conscious of the subtle melodies, “through which the myriad lispings of the earth find perfect speech”?

Our poets are listeners; their ears are tuned to the magic call of secret voices that we who are not singers may never hear. They capture the “Melody” in chalices of song, and their message is: that whosoever will bend his ear to earth, may hear from field and furrow, from the many-bladed grass and the soft-petalled flowers—in the soughing of the pine tree or the rustle of leaves—an immortal music that revivifies the soul.