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Measure Me, Sky
Measure me, sky!
Tell me I reach by a song
Nearer the stars;
I have been little so long.
Weigh me, high wind!
What will your wild scales record?
Profit of pain,
Joy by the weight of a word.
Horizon, reach out!
Catch at my hands, stretch me taut,
Rim of the world:
Widen my eyes by a thought.
Sky, be my depth,
Wind, be my width and my height,
World, my heart's span;
Loveliness, wings for my flight.
~ Leonora Speyer
I came across this poem in the book Favorite Poems Old and New (reviewed here), and it just made me smile. Whenever I read it, I picture a child on the top of a hill, arms stretched out wide and face lifted to the sun. I feel inspired and filled with hope. :)
(Just a note: When I looked this poem up online, I noticed that several sites show the last line as beginning with "Loneliness". I double-checked the book, and it does say "Loveliness". I don't know for sure which word Speyer actually wrote, but I do know that I'd rather have loveliness as wings for my flight than loneliness....)
(Psst... if you haven't read about the Big Blue Birthday Contest yet, please check out this post.)