This is My Life by William Stanley Braithwaite | Poets.org

To feed my soul with beauty till I die; To give my hands a pleasant task to do; To keep my heart forever filled anew

This is My Life

by William Stanley Braithwaite

To feed my soul with beauty till I die;

To give my hands a pleasant task to do;

To keep my heart forever filled anew

With dreams and wonders which the days supply;

To love all conscious living, and thereby

Respect the brute who renders up its due,

And know the world as planned is good and true-

And thus -because there chanced to be an I!

 

This is my life since things are as they are:

One half akin to flowers and the grass:

The rest a law unto the changeless star.

And I believe when I shall come to pass

Within the Door His hand shall hold ajar

I’ll leave no echoing whisper of Alas!

 

About This Poem

Over the course of his career, Braithwaite founded a publishing company and taught creative writing at Atlanta University. His poetic style was influenced by English Romantic poets John Keats, Percy Bysshe Shelley, and William Wordsworth.