Holy thoughts that star the night.

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“Barter” by Sara Teasdale

Life has loveliness to sell,
All beautiful and splendid things,
Blue waves whitened on a cliff,
Soaring fire that sways and sings,
And childrens’s faces looking up
Holding wonder in a cup.

Life has loveliness to sell,
Music like a curve of gold,
Scent of pine trees in the rain,
Eyes that love you, arms that hold,
And for your spirit’s still delight,
Holy thoughts that star the night.

Spend all you have for loveliness,
Buy it and never count the cost;
For one white singing hour of peace
Count many a year of strife well lost,
And for a breath of ecstacy
Give all you have been, or could be.

This is the week that we have our state-mandated testing at school, so I expect that I will not have a lot of energy when I get home. I might be rather thin around these parts until all of that is over. This poem is a peace offering of sorts. An apology for not having interesting thoughts this week. It was one of the ones I handed out on Poem in Your Pocket Day, and it is the sort of thing that is helpful to remember when the only thing you expect to see all day are the emphatically non-lovely gray walls of the library workroom. Working hard to make sure that a child has every opportunity to show what he knows and how much he has learned is a beautiful and noble thing. I will try to remember that when I am looking at those workroom walls.

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    Holy thoughts that star the night.