Writing Appreciation Wednesday

The Path That Leads Nowhere by Corinne Roosevelt Robinson (1861-1933)

Corinne was the sister to President Theodore Roosevelt.  I found this in a book of Poetry while my flight was delayed in Austin on my way to see a friend in Houston.  I bolded the last paragraph, because it is my favorite part of the poem.


 THERE’S a path that leads to Nowhere 
        In a meadow that I know, 
    Where an inland island rises 
        And the stream is still and slow; 
    There it wanders under willows, 
        And beneath the silver green 
    Of the birches’ silent shadows 
        Where the early violets lean.

    Other pathways lead to Somewhere, 
        But the one I love so well 
    Has no end and no beginning— 
        Just the beauty of the dell, 
    Just the wind-flowers and the lilies 
        Yellow-striped as adder’s tongue, 
    Seem to satisfy my pathway 
        As it winds their scents among.

    There I go to meet the Springtime, 
        When the meadow is aglow, 
    Marigolds amid the marshes,— 
        And the stream is still and slow. 
    There I find my fair oasis, 
        And with care-free feet I tread 
    For the pathway leads to Nowhere, 
        And the blue is overhead!

    All the ways that lead to Somewhere 
        Echo with the hurrying feet 
    Of the Struggling and the Striving, 
        But the way I find so sweet 
    Bids me dream and bids me linger, 
        Joy and Beauty are its goal,— 
    On the path that leads to Nowhere 
        I have sometimes found my soul!


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