At Evening With a Child

At Evening With a Child Jessica Powers We walk along a road at the day's end, a little child and I, and she points out a bird, a tree, a toad, a stretch of colored sky. She knows no single word but "Ah" (with which all poems must commence, at least in the heart's heart), and I am stirred by her glad eloquence. Her feet are yet unsure of their new task; her language limited, but her eyes see the earth in joy secure. And it is time I said: Let the proud walls come down! Let the cold monarchy be taken over! I give my keys to rust, and I disown castles of stone for ambushed roads in clover. All the vast kingdoms that I could attain are less to me than that the dusk is mild and that I walk along a country lane at evening with a child. Source: Selected Poetry of Jessica Powers edited by Regina Siegfried and Robert Morneau Add your thoughts at inward/outward This message is a daily service of inward/outward. Was this message forwarded to you? Click here to sign up. No longer interested in receiving these readings? Click here to unsubscribe. Having trouble unsubscribing? Email Church of the Saviour Office: churchofthesaviour.office@gmail.com