Poetry of Kansas
 

The Sky

Once I lived in the city;
    I loved the hurry of feet,
The hours crowded with work and play,
    The kaleidoscope of the street.
 
Once I lived in the mountains.
    Once I lived by the sea.
The hills I loved for their steadfast peace,
    The sea, because it was free.
 
But now I live on the golden plain,
    Nobody else near by,
And oh, I love it the best of all
    For I love and live with the sky.
 
How can I tell its beauty?
    Which of its moods is best?
It makes me small as a pygmy,
    It swells the heart in my breast.
 
By day it's a painted pageant.
    God sketches its mighty bowl
With themes in cloud and in color
    To match every tint of the soul.
 
At night, I look up in the zenith.
    Far as the eye can see
Are spaces   .   .   .   and stars   .   .   .   and silence   .   .   .
    Types of infinity.
 
Oh, I love both mountain and city,
    Oh I left the sea with a sigh,
But I know I am nearest Heaven
    On the plain, alone with the sky.
 
__May Willams Ward.

Seesaw
May Williams Ward
page 56
(Atlanta: The Bozart Press. 1929)

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