"The Silken Tent" by Robert Frost
1 She is as in a field a silken tent
2 At midday when a sunny summer
breeze
3 Has dried the dew and all its ropes relent,
4 So that in guys it gently sways at
ease,
5 And its supporting central cedar pole,
6 That is its pinnacle to heavenward
7 And signifies the sureness of the soul,
8 Seems to owe
naught to any single cord,
9 But strictly held by none, is loosely bound
10 By countless silken ties of love and
thought
11 To everything on earth the compass round,
12 And only by one's going slightly
taut
13 In the capriciousness of summer air
14 Is of the slightest bondage made aware.