A Little Window

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.

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 nebulæ 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.

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.

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