"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.