Poetry Friday--"A Petition"

Here's a love poem, a simple expression of one person's desire to be nearly invisible to her beloved, yet always there as a measure of security and steadfastness.

A Petition
by Amy Lowell

I pray to be the tool which to your hand
    Long use has shaped and moulded till it be
    Apt for your need, and, unconsideringly,
You take it for its service. I demand
To be forgotten in the woven strand
    Which grows the multi-coloured tapestry
    Of your bright life, and through its tissues lie
A hidden, strong, sustaining, grey-toned band.
    I wish to dwell around your daylight dreams,
The railing to the stairway of the clouds,
    To guard your steps securely up, where streams
A faëry moonshine washing pale the crowds
    Of pointed stars. Remember not whereby
    You mount, protected, to the far-flung sky.

Don't you just love this line--"The railing to the stairway of the clouds"?

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