Grant me the moment, the lovely moment <br />That I may lean forth to see <br />The other buds, the other blooms, <br />The other leaves on the tree: <br /> <br />That I may take into my bosom <br />The breeze that is like his brother, <br />But stiller, lighter, whose faint laughter <br />Exhoes the joy of the other. <br /> <br />Above on the blue and white cloud-spaces <br />There are small clouds at play. <br />I watch their remote, mysterious play-time <br />In the other far-away. <br /> <br />Grant I may hear the small birds singing <br />the song that the silence knows... <br />(The Light and the Shadow whisper together, <br />The lovely moment grows, <br /> <br />Ripples into the air like water <br />Away and away without sound, <br />And the little girl gets up from her praying <br />On the cold ground)<br /><br />Katherine Mansfield<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-little-girl-s-prayer/
