A certain evening

That night the whole world mingled, The souls were babes at play, An angel danced with devil. And God cried, ‘Holiday!’ The sea had climbed the mountain peaks, And shouted to the stars To come to play: and down they came Splashing in happy wars. The pine grew apples for a whim, The cart-horse built a nest; The oxen flew, the flowers sang, The sun rose in the west. And ‘neath the load of many worlds, The lowest life God made Lifted his huge and heavy limbs And into heaven strayed. To where the highest life God made Before His presence stands; But God himself cried, ‘Holiday!’ And she gave me both her hands.

What do you think that this poem may be about? The poet seems to be seeing a world turned on it’s head – where flowers sing, and the ocean asks the stars to ‘come to play’ – why do you think that would be? There are no hard and fast rules in poetry, and often we can only surmise what incident has prompted the poet to put pen to paper. This seems to be poem full of joy, a topsy-turvy world where enemies are now friends, where past sins are forgiven, and god declares a holiday. What do YOU think could be the cause of such delight? Who gave who ‘both her hands’? **

** There are no right or wrong answers,only an offering of somebody’s joy. We can interpret the cause to be whatever we believe it to be from the snippets of information given. Me? I think it must be love…….