A Little Window

Jean M. Snyder
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Title: A Little Window
Author: Jean M. Snyder
Release Date: September 16, 2007 [EBook #22637]
Language: English
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A LITTLE WINDOW
JEAN M. SNYDER
_A LITTLE WINDOW_
VERSES BY
JEAN M. SNYDER
"_In good sooth, my masters this is no door, yet it is a little window that looketh upon a great world._"
FOSTER & STEWART?PUBLISHING CORPORATION?BUFFALO, NEW YORK
All but two of the verses in this volume originally appeared in The Christian Science Monitor, and are reprinted by permission.
The two exceptions are "Joy" (page 46) and "Triumph" (page 49), which are also copyrighted and reprinted by permission.
TABLE OF CONTENTS
Stars 7
The Brook 8
In Eden Valley 9
Benediction 10
A Moment 11
The Month of Moonlight 12
Wings 13
Heart's Ease 14
The Sign Reads--"To Troutbeck" 15
I, Too 16
In Early Evening 17
Fearless Winging 18
Whimsey 19
Remembering 20
Aloofness 21
Listening 22
September's End 23
Content 24
Rhythm 25
Contrast 26
Surety 27
Guests 28
Storm 30
A Reminder 31
Buffalo Harbor 32
From a Train Window 34
Scotland 35
Friends 36
A Poem of Color 37
Dream 38
Escape 39
Question 40
When You Were a Little Girl 42
Flight 44
Petit Trianon 45
Joy 46
Twilight Song Service 48
Triumph 49
_A Little Window_
_Stars_
(_At Locheven_)
Have you walked in the woods?When twilight wraps a veil of mist?Around the gray-green trees?In early spring??It is then the snow-white trillium?Gleam like stars from the carpet?Of last year's leaves:?And tall white violets glow?Like clouds of nebul? along the path.?And flecked, like points of light?In the quiet pools of water?Among the gray-green boles,?Are the stars of heaven.
_The Brook_
(_Westfield, N. Y._)
Curling and humming its cadences,?It slips past me under the rim of the gorge,?As I peer down through the scarlet sumacs.?Sparkling in the sunlight,?Shimmering in the moonlight,?On and on it goes,?A silvery sheet of song.
_In Eden Valley_
I saw
A spray of orange berries etched against the silver of a stone wall:
A scarlet vine encircling a golden sapling;
On the ground, a carmine robe that had slipped from the shoulders of
a maple.
A sweep of meadow,?A curve of bronzy hill,?A glow of ruby and amethyst?And the evergreens making deep quiet spots in it.
_Benediction_
Silent, I stood in the forest--?Lured by the liquid song?Of a thrush.?Clear, it was, then fading?And softly echoed,?As he slipped into the embrace?Of the night.?So pure, so holy, was his song?That my heart was calmed?And I was filled?With serenity.
_A Moment_
The beaten silver waters cut?By the prow of our ship,?Send off stars of phosphorous?To vie with the stars overhead.?Nothing but sky and the starlight,?And a stretch of limitless sea,?Nothing but peace and dominion,--?Silence, immensity.
_The Month of Moonlight_
Moonlight is not cold!?It is tender and benignant,?Softening all it touches,?Hiding the roughness,?Covering the coarseness,?With a glow of silver splendor?And a lucent flood?Of beauty.
_Wings_
There come to the flowers?In my garden?Butterflies, golden-spotted tawny,?Blue-spangled and sulphur;?Glistening dragon-flies, zooming bumble bees,?Droning honey-bees.
Softly whirring comes?The vivid humming-bird,?Sipping, sipping all day long.?At nightfall I hear the flutter of the?Luna's wings, as?She caresses the velvet cheek?Of the lily.
_Heart's Ease_
(_Locheven_)
I love to tread a winding path?Through the woods,?And, world weary, pause upon it.?The trees bend and enclose me?In brooding calm;?I feel the presence of Deity.
I hear the cadence of the stillness--?A stillness so alive.?The whisper of the leaves,?The song of the brook over golden stone?The whir of a bird's wings;?And I know the presence of Deity.
_The Sign Reads--"To Troutbeck"_
(_English Lakes_)
An upcurving lane, hedged high,?An ancient stile,?A rambling path,?A brook,?And musk,--?Golden bells of fragrance,?Fusing all the odors?Of English earth.
_I, Too_
Robin, robin,?Shouting your song,?Your throat swelling?With joy!?Yes, I hear, I know?What you say.?For I, too,?Would sing?My praise and?Gratitude?To God!
_In Early Evening_
When I drive through?The villages and the countryside?In early evening,?And see people sitting in gardens?Or at their doors?In peace and contentment,?I long to stop and speak to them.?They might tell me of a loved one?Doing some great work?In a big city,?Or of a deep sorrow,?And I might say a word?To help lighten it.?They might show me treasured china?Or a bit of lace, handmade;?Once some one did.?And I could talk with the children.?I long to do this,?But it always seems?That there is a hurry?To get to the next place.
_Fearless Winging_
Into Niagara's abyss of blackness,?Into its cavernous chaos,?I saw birds wing.?Sweeping down?Through the mist?Of its mighty waters,?Undaunted by the roar,?Unmindful of the churning,?Of the terror of its power,?On sure pinions?And happy in flight?They dipped and soared and?Mounted, upward and upward.?Into the light?And the rainbow?Above them.
_Whimsey_
In spring my hemlock?Dances gayly in flounces?Of jade green lace.
In summer moonlight?When a soft wind stirs?She dances with
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