Monday Morning Musing for 11.2.2020

November 2, 2020

Columbus, Ohio

For some time I have shared another's writing each Monday morning. It seems a good way to begin a Monday, which lately seems like almost any other day. Those musings on the words of another were offered to the beloved congregation I served for so long. Only a few ever read them, but those who did seemed glad to have done so. I'm migrating those Monday offerings to this platform for now, to share with you.

In today's poem, Sara Teasdale reflects on the give and take of life in her lovely work called

Barter

Life has lovliness to sell,

All beautiful and splendid things,

Blue waves whitened on a cliff,

Soaring fire that sways and sings,

And children's faces looking up

holding wonder in a cup.

Life has lovliness to sell,

Music like a curve of gold,

Scent of pine trees in the rain,

Eyes that love you, arms that hold,

And for your spirit's still delight,

Holy thoughts that star the night.

Spend all you have for lovliness,

Buy it and never count the cost;

For one white singing hour of peace

Count many a year of strife well lost,

And for a breath of ecstacy

Give all you have been, or could be.

Sara Teasdale (1884-1933)

What do holy thoughts that star the night look like in your mind's eye?