Life

This is one of my favorite poems.  It truly depicts not only the sense of wonder we should feel at everything around us, but the wonder we should see in each new life that is welcomed into the world.

                       "By the Babe Unborn"

                        by G.K. Chesterton

                If trees were tall and grasses short,

                  As in some crazy tale,

                If here and there a sea were blue

                  Beyond the breaking pale,

                

                If a fixed fire hung in the air

                  To warm me one day through,

                If deep green hair grew on great hills,

                  I know what I should do.

                

                In dark I lie; dreaming that there

                  Are great eyes cold or kind,

                And twisted streets and silent doors,

                  And living men behind.

                

                Let storm clouds come: better an hour,

                  And leave to weep and fight,

                Than all the ages I have ruled

                  The empires of the night.

                

                I think that if they gave me leave

                  Within the world to stand,

                I would be good through all the day

                  I spent in fairyland.

                

                They should not hear a word from me

                  Of selfishness or scorn,

                If only I could find the door,

                  If only I were born.