ON “A FURTHER VIEW”

ON “A FURTHER VIEW”

 Philip Britts said: “How often do we miss the fainter note Or fail to see the more exquisite hue, Blind to the tiny streamlet at our feet, Eyes fixed upon some other, further view. What chimes of harmonies escape our ears,
How many rainbows must elude our sight, We see a field but do not see the grass, Each blade a miracle of shade and light. How then to keep the greater end in the eye And watch the sunlight on the distant peak, And yet not tread on any leaf of love,
Nor miss a word the eager children speak? Ah, what demand upon the narrow heart, To seek the whole, yet not ignore the part.”
Comments are closed.