Why do you weep, oh, willow tree?
"I weep for those who do not see
The beauty all around them free.
I weep for those who do not hear
In song of birds, now far, now near
The note of joy, high and clear.
I weep for those who do not pray,
With thanks for blessings all the way,
and hopes for peace in some near day.
I weep for all, blind, deaf, and mute
Whose senses are an unplayed flute,
Or strings unfitted to life's lute."
Poem by Kate Chamberlin stowe
from the book "Poetry on the Air: An Anthology of Contemporary Verse"
edited by Michael Everett, copyright 1947, published by Poetry House,