The young child, Christ, is straight and wise
And asks questions of the old men, questions
Found under running water for all children
And found under shadows thrown on still waters
By tall trees looking downward, old and gnarled
Found to the eyes of children alone, untold,
Singing a low song in the loneliness
And the young child, Christ, goes on asking
And the old men answer nothing and only know love
For the young child Christ, straight and wise
I am busy working to bring Carl Sandburg's "Child" to life through some unique musical arrangements and will have a full analysis of the poem here for you later.
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