Walk, and Laugh, and Know
a poem
Walk, and Laugh, and Know
Glory, as the laughing child
shakes and trembles, falling
in rolling pleasure like a river.
The earth knows her joy
is higher up than birds
that soar, floating free
and wild on wind’s currents;
And deep as deep can go,
her skins have known it all.
As gentle as the dove
or roaring wide and full,
A Niagara laugh that speaks
of glory greater still.
So walk, and laugh, and know
the crown of cheer
belongs to Glory’s own.
I always get excited when you publish because I know I'm going to love it :) it did not disappointment. Pure joy.
this has such intrinsic melody and beauty, especially -
The earth knows her joy
is higher up than birds
that soar, floating free
and wild on wind’s currents
I loved this, Brit. There’s a huge waterfall I grew up around, and it was a popular swimming spot. Getting there meant a decent walk through the woods, descending a forest ridgeline. So slowly with each step you’d start to hear the falls. Sometimes, like after a storm, it would be so loud it was terrifying. But most times, it was exciting, and always brought a smile to my face. That’s very much what your poem felt like to me.