27

Guests 28

Storm 30

A Reminder 31

Buffalo Harbor 32

From a Train Window 34

Scotland 35

Friends 36

A Poem of Color 37

Dream 38

Escape 39

Question 40

When You Were a Little Girl 42

Flight 44

Petit Trianon 45

Joy 46

Twilight Song Service 48

Triumph 49

_A Little Window_

_Stars_

(_At Locheven_)

Have you walked in the woods
When twilight wraps a veil of mist
Around the gray-green trees
In early spring?
It is then the snow-white trillium
Gleam like stars from the carpet
Of last year's leaves:
And tall white violets glow
Like clouds of nebulae along the path.
And flecked, like points of light
In the quiet pools of water
Among the gray-green boles,
Are the stars of heaven.

_The Brook_

(_Westfield, N. Y._)

Curling and humming its cadences,
It slips past me under the rim of the gorge,
As I peer down through the scarlet sumacs.
Sparkling in the sunlight,
Shimmering in the moonlight,
On and on it goes,
A silvery sheet of song.

_In Eden Valley_

I saw

A spray of orange berries etched against the silver of a stone wall:

A scarlet vine encircling a golden sapling;

On the ground, a carmine robe that had slipped from the shoulders of
a maple.

A sweep of meadow,
A curve of bronzy hill,
A glow of ruby and amethyst
And the evergreens making deep quiet spots in it.

_Benediction_

Silent, I stood in the forest--
Lured by the liquid song
Of a thrush.
Clear, it was, then fading
And softly echoed,
As he slipped into the embrace
Of the night.
So pure, so holy, was his song
That my heart was calmed
And I was filled
With serenity.

_A Moment_