State Poem – adopted in 1963. The poem describes the land, flora and fauna of Indiana in a bucolic manner. It was written by Kendallville native Arthur Mapes. Kendallville is in the northern portion of Indiana.
State Poem of Indiana by Arthur Mapes, Kendallville
God crowned her hills with beauty,
Gave her lakes and winding streams,
Then He edged them all with woodlands
As the settings for our dreams.
Lovely are her moonlit rivers,
Shadowed by the sycamores,
Where the fragrant winds of Summer
Play along the willowed shores.
I must roam those wooded hillsides,
I must heed the native call,
For a pagan voice within me
Seems to answer to it all.
I must walk where squirrels scamper
Down a rustic old rail fence,
Where a choir of birds is singing
In the woodland, green and dense.
I must learn more of my homeland
For it’s paradise to me,
There’s no heaven quite as peaceful,
There’s no place I’d rather be.
Indiana is a garden
Where the seed of peace have grown,
Where each tree, and vine, and flower
Has a beauty all its own.
Lovely are the fields and meadows,
That reach out to hills that rise
Where the dreamy Wabash River
Wanders on…through paradise.