Monday, January 28, 2008

For The Children

The rising hills, the slopes,
of statistics
lie before us.
the steep climb
of everything, going up,
up, as we all
go down.

In the next century
or the one beyond that,
they say,
are valleys, pastures,
we can meet there in peace
if we make it.

To climb these coming crests
one word to you, to
you and your children:

stay together
learn the flowers
go light

by Gary Snyder

1 comment:

Chris O said...

An intriguing poem. Sounds like a metaphor for the League Tables style of school education!