Purity

DOROTHY M. KINGDON

Hidden in the earth's great heart
Lie little humble seeds;
Yet they unfold,
And, gently pushing upward to the light,
Grow into lovely lilies,
Clothed in the garb of purity.
So let my motives,
Hidden deep,
Be of such spotless quality,
That when they grow, expanding into thought
At last to flower in words and deeds,
They, too, bring peace and health and joy to all,
An influence calm, a sweet tranquillity.