Whate'er there be on land or sea
Above, below, of melody
Of perfume sweet beyond compare
Of loveliness that all may share
The cloudless blue of springtime sky
Bluer still as the days go by
The laughing music of woodland rills
The light of dawn on distant hills.
The crimson splendor of western sun
On silent waters when day is done
The lullaby of the twilight breeze
Singing softly among the trees.
The radiance clear of stars by night.
The fragrant sway of fields of white
All these I love they seem to me
To tell of a world of harmony
A world of beauty undefiled
A world of love for Love's own child.
Poems
[Written for the Journal.]
LOVE'S CREATION
From the September 1905 issue of The Christian Science Journal