The Silvery One

I picked up the President’s Award trophy for the Ozarks Writers League today. It’s absolutely beautiful. I’d be proud to display it on my shelf, and I hope the winner feels the same.

The trophy is acrylic and shines in the light, which made me think of “The Silvery One” by John Frederick Freeman. It makes me feel happy, so I decided to share that poem with you today.

The Silvery One By John Frederick Freeman

Clear from the deep sky pours the moon Her silver on the heavy dark; The small stars blink.

Against the moon the maple bough Flutters distinct her leafy spears; All sound falls weak….

Weak the train’s whistle, the dog’s bark, Slow steps; and rustling into her nest At last, the thrush.

All’s still; only earth turns and breathes. Then that amazing trembling note Cleaves the deep wave

Of silence. Shivers even that silvery one; Sigh all the trees, even the cedar dark —-O joy, and I.

No matter how stressed life gets, it’s important to take a minute and enjoy the beauty around you. It’s there if you look.

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