Sunday, July 02, 2006

Sunday's Poem

Contemplation about someone I love and miss so much, has led me to this beautiful poem.

The Giver of Stars by Amy Lowell

Hold your soul open for my welcoming.
Let the quiet of your spirit bathe me
With its clear and rippled coolness,
That, loose-limbed and weary, I find rest,
Outstretched upon your peace, as on a bed of ivory.
Let the flickering flame of your soul play all about me,
That into my limbs may come the keenness of fire,
The life and joy of tongues of flame,
And, going out from you, tightly strung and in tune,
I may rouse the blear-eyed world,
And pour into it the beauty which you have begotten.


Beautiful writing, the words feel just so right!

1 comment:

Sara said...

Indeed it truly is lovely.
I'll be paying a visit to the injured cyclist blog especially as I'm a cyclist myself too! x