I love to read. I don’t pretend to be a literary critic – or even have great literary taste, for that matter - and I’m really not into poetry all that much. But – I love to read and bookstores are my hang-out of choice.
This past weekend I was in one of my favorite independent book stores, Misty Valley Books, located in Chester, Vermont (more on Chester another time).
As I was browsing, a picture book caught my attention. This Robert Frost poem was illustrated with folk art by Grandma Moses. I’ve been thinking about it ever since.
A Prayer in Spring
Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day;
And give us not to think so far away
As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
All simply in the springing of the year.
Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white,
Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night;
And make us happy in the happy bees,
The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.
And make us happy in the darting bird
That suddenly above the bees is heard,
The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill,
And off a blossom in mid air stands still.
For this is love and nothing else is love,
The which it is reserved for God above
To sanctify to what far ends He will,
But which it only needs that we fulfil.
Robert Frost
Thanks for dropping in!
Cool view. Neon green socks always were my thing. Oh, love the mountains too! ;-)
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