“Beauty In Common Things“ |
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Seek not far for beauty. Lo! It glows, | |
In dew-wet grasses all about thy feet; | |
In birds, in sunshine, childish faces sweet, | |
In stars, and mountain summits topped with snows. | |
Go not abroad for happiness. For, see, | |
It is a flower that blossoms at thy door! | |
Bring love and justice home, and then no more | |
Thou’lt wonder in what dwelling joy may be. | |
Dream not of noble service elsewhere wrought; | |
The simple duty that awaits thy hand | |
Is God’s voice uttering a divine command; | |
Life’s common duties build all that saints have thought. | |
In wonder-workings or some bush aflame, | |
Men look for God, and fancy him concealed; | |
But in earth’s common things he stands revealed, | |
While grass and stars and flowers spell out his name. | |
— Written by: Minot J. Savage | |
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