It is not reason which makes faith hard, but life.
Man is the miracle in nature. God Is the One Miracle to man.
Against her ankles as she trod The lucky buttercups did nod.
And old affront will stir the heart Through years of rankling pain.
I have lived to thank God that all my prayers have not been answered.
A healthful hunger for a great idea is the beauty and blessedness of life.
The moon looks upon many night flowers; the night flowers see but one moon.
When sparrows build and the leaves break forth My old sorrow wakes and cries.
And bitter waxed the fray; Brother with brother spake no word When they met in the way.
How gently rock yon poplars high Against the reach of primrose sky With heaven's pale candles stored.