Poem May 14, 1960 Issue

NONE TOO HUMBLE

Jane Murdoch

Mustard seed,
Don't despise yourself for being lowly;
Nor dream of earth's vain glory
Where mundane thoughts would lead.

Minute sphere,
Within lies strength from which firm branches spring,
Whose shade invites the soaring birds to sing
And tarry here.

Humble one,
The Master spoke of you as good example
Of that which first is small, yet last is ample
Proof of work well done.

Jane Murdoch

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