What the Carpenter Said
THE moon’s a cottage with a door.
Some folks can see it plain.
Look, you may catch a glint of light,
A sparkle through the pane,
Showing the place is brighter still
Within, though bright without.
There, at a cosy open fire
Strange babes are grouped about.
The children of the wind and tide–
The urchins of the sky,
Drying their wings from storms and things
So they again can fly.
(Vachel Lindsay)
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