I hear my being dance from ear to ear. (5)
How would you feel if you could hear your being dance? If you were sure you weren’t losing it, you’d probably think you had your total Shmoop on and appreciate the sheer exuberance of the moment.
God bless the Ground! (8)
Exclamation marks, capital letters—it’s a wonder that Roethke didn’t bold this or give it italics for further emphasis and amazement. It may be that “God bless” is purely colloquial, especially given that it’s the ground that’s being blessed, but we doubt it. This speaker has high friends in low places and the highest of esteem for the lowliest ground (and worm—see line 11).
Light takes the Tree; but who can tell us how? (10)
You can picture the speaker just standing back in wonder, shaking his head at what he beholds. Light ravishes the tree in a kind of rapture and the speaker has to wonder how it’s done, and more, who might know and be able to tell the exact process?