Behind light words that tease and flout,
But oh, the agitated heart
Till someone find us really out.
But oh, the agitated heart
Till someone find us really out.
(“Revelation” by Robert Frost)
My
life is like a frozen thing,
No
bud nor greenness can I see:
Yet
rise it shall--the sap of Spring;
O
Jesus, rise in me.
(“A Better Resurrection” by Christina Rossetti)
And I have heard God’s silence
like the sun
And sought to change
(“Introduction” by Franz Wright)
And sought to change
(“Introduction” by Franz Wright)
When the child was a child
It walked with its arms swinging,
wanted the brook to be river,
the river to be a torrent,
and this puddle to be the sea.
(“Song of Childhood” by Peter Handke)
(“Song of Childhood” by Peter Handke)
