28 thoughts on “Poetry Out Loud: Recitation by Anita Norman

  1. The Dying Words of Goethe

    “Light! more light! the shadows deepen,

            And my life is ebbing low,

    Throw the windows widely open:

            Light! more light! before I go.


    “Softly let the balmy sunshine

            Play around my dying bed,

    E’er the dimly lighted valley

            I with lonely feet must tread.


    “Light! more light! for Death is weaving

            Shadows ‘round my waning sight,

    And I fain would gaze upon him

            Through a stream of earthly light.”


    Not for greater gifts of genius;

            Not for thoughts more grandly bright,

    All the dying poet whispers

            Is a prayer for light, more light.


    Heeds he not the gathered laurels,

            Fading slowly from his sight;

    All the poet’s aspirations

            Centre in that prayer for light.


    Gracious Saviour, when life’s day-dreams

            Melt and vanish from the sight,

    May our dim and longing vision

            Then be blessed with light, more light.

  2. The Whispers Of The Wind

    I enter a deserted field of wild flowers.

    I don't know where I came from, nor how I got there,
    But something deep inside was calling to me.
    I felt the tall grass brush against my leg as I walk further into the meadow.

    A sudden wind filled with petals leads me deeper and deeper.
    A flower lands in my hair, as if welcoming me into this strange and fascinating world.

    A few birds fly above me and land on some trees nearby.
    They call out like they haven't heard from each other in years.

    They're songs fill my ears,
    In perfect harmony with the whispers of the wind.

    The whispers of the wind sing many songs and tell me many stories about adventure, love, and mystery.
    But they all lead back here.
    To this beautiful place
    To this breathtaking fantasy.

    I don't know how,
    I don't know why,
    But I'm sure,
    Deep inside,
    If only for a brief moment,
    I didn't feel human anymore.
    I felt like the nature that surrounds me.
    That we were one.
    That we were whole.
    And we shall speak in the whispers of the wind for as long as we live.

  3. Fantastic child. How nicely she recite the poem. Keep it up👍🏻👍🏻👌🏻👌🏻👏🏻👏🏻💖💗💘💝💓💞💕💜💚💚💛❤️

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