Poetry Friday: A Prayer in Spring

We have been having A LOT of rain lately here in the Portland area, and my feet seem to feel perpetually wet and cold every minute of the day!  But outside, one can tell that Spring is in the air.  The flowering trees are beginning to bloom!  Portland is famous for its thousands of flowering trees, and I have seen many a cherry tree beginning its annual show right now.  I know that the dry season is coming, and without the rain, we would not have the impressive flowering trees that we do have.  So I shall have to make do, put another log on the fire to dry and warm my feet, and be thankful for the rain instead of dreading more of it.

In honor of our glorious cherry trees coming to life, I have posted “A Prayer in Spring” by Robert Frost for Poetry Friday.  This week’s Poetry Friday is being hosted by A Wrung Sponge.  Happy Reading!

A Prayer in Spring   by Robert Frost Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day; And give us not to think so far away As the uncertain harvest; keep us here All simply in the springing of the year.  Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white, Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night; And make us happy in the happy bees, The swarm dilating round the perfect trees. And make us happy in the darting bird That suddenly above the bees is heard, The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill, And off a blossom in mid air stands still. For this is love and nothing else is love, The which it is reserved for God above To sanctify to what far ends He will, But which it only needs that we fulfil.

 

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