Imagination

The Hero

Mother, let us imagine we are travelling, and passing through astrange and dangerous country.You are riding in a palanquin and…

8 months ago

The Flower-School

When storm-clouds rumble in the sky and June showers come down.The moist east wind comes marching over the heath to…

8 months ago

Sleep

In the night of wearinesslet me give myself up to sleep without struggle,resting my trust upon thee.Let me not force…

8 months ago

Seashore

On the seashore of endless worlds children meet.The infinite sky is motionless overheadand the restless water is boisterous.On the seashore…

8 months ago

Sail Away

Early in the day it was whispered that we should sail in a boat,only thou and I, and never a…

8 months ago

Playthings

Child, how happy you are sitting in the dust, playing with a broken twig all the morning.I smile at your…

8 months ago

Paper Boats

Day by day I float my paper boats one by one down the runningstream.In bid black letters I write my…

8 months ago

Lover’s Gifts XLII: Are You a Mere Picture

Are you a mere picture, and not as true as those stars, true asthis dust? They throb with the pulse…

8 months ago

Fairyland

If people came to know where my king's palace is, it would vanishinto the air.The walls are of white silver…

8 months ago

Clouds and Waves

Mother, the folk who live up in the clouds call out to me-"We play from the time we wake till…

8 months ago