Madeleine L'Engle begins her poem, "The Children At The Party" with
"The children at the party
sit in a circle playing games,
rhythm games, singing games, clapping games,
and finally the whispering game:"
When did we forget how to play?
To lie on our backs and see creatures in the sky?
To lie on our stomachs and watch ants scurry along the path?
To gather together fallen branches or driftwood and make a castle?
To throw blankets over chairs and make a fortress?
Let us play today ... idle companionship with ourselves; our friends; our beloved earth.
May this time renew and refresh us.
May this time rekindle LOVE.
"The children at the party
sit in a circle playing games,
rhythm games, singing games, clapping games,
and finally the whispering game:"
When did we forget how to play?
To lie on our backs and see creatures in the sky?
To lie on our stomachs and watch ants scurry along the path?
To gather together fallen branches or driftwood and make a castle?
To throw blankets over chairs and make a fortress?
Let us play today ... idle companionship with ourselves; our friends; our beloved earth.
May this time renew and refresh us.
May this time rekindle LOVE.