In stillness we may hear the voice of God,
Enter the forest
And note the murmur of the pines
As the wind moves their branches.
Yet hark ! how round and underneath all this
His Word breathes over quiet hearts.
And yonder lake, whose waves
Lap its pebbly shore in soft or angry surf,
Still bears upon its bosom
That which speaks of the eternal stillness!
The mountain heights, calm in snowlit grandeur,
Sing their paean in wondrous silences;
And men come nearest to His glory
When thought is to deep quietude attuned.
'Tis then all things unseen, all melodies unheard,
Refresh the heart which listens joyfully
To this mighty speech of Him who holds
All in the arms of everlasting Love!
Poems
[Written for the Journal]
"BE STILL, AND KNOW"
From the April 1928 issue of The Christian Science Journal