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by Carl Sandburg, 1916

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.

Published in Chicago Poems

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