As trees are wise and faithful,
With each year sending deep and yet deeper still
Their roots, holding to mother earth
With firmness, constancy, and love,
So that when winter comes
With all its gales and woes
They have the courage
Born of unity
And stand, knowing no fear,
But only growing stronger in the blast—
So may my understanding go
Deeper and deeper with each passing year—
Grasping in no uncertain way
The basic truth of being,
That when cold malice, anger, fear,
And all the hosts of evil rage
As tempests round about me,
Then shall I stand, serene, forever one
With Principle, unchanging
Love,
So rooted, grounded, born
And bred in Love,
That I am simply conscious of
Reality.
The storms of error sweeping on
Shall leave me with
A new stability,
A bigger power to shelter, succor.
Raise the falling hope—
A greater gift
For service.
Poems
[Written for the Journal]
UNITY
From the February 1930 issue of The Christian Science Journal