Article February 27, 1902 Issue

Sow thy Seed

BY M. E. S. W.

Sow the seeds of Truth and Wisdom
On the parched and arid ground,
Even though the thorns and thistles
Rise about you all around.
Pluck them gently and remove them,
And some tiny seed may spring,
Nourished by the rain and sunshine,
Rich and perfect fruit may bring.

Sow the seeds of Love and Kindness,
Scatter them where'er you go;
Oft the broad and rolling rivers
From the little streamlets flow;
From the seeds which erst have fallen
Scattered by the summer breeze,
Come the strong protecting branches
Of the stately sheltering trees.

Cast thy bread upon the waters,
Though it seem to float away,
'Twill return to bless and cheer thee,
Bring thee joy some future day.
Send some little ray of sunlight,
That may reach the darkened breast;
That may cheer the soul benighted,
Give the weary spirit rest.