THE FLOWERING OF THE CHILD-HEART

When fervently you long to see each child
Grow beautiful, intelligent, and strong—
To flower into manhood, undefiled
By sophistry, unbruised by stubborn wrong—
Oh, let no willful effort pry apart
The infant bud that bides the touch of Love:
But turn obediently with listening heart
To hear Mind's pure instruction. Humbly glove
Your zeal and wait while Spirit's gentle law
Inspires with timeless, tender, Godlike grace
The breath of bloom. Then Love's warm light will draw
Each petaled purpose into ordered place.
Like beauty borne on efflorescent bough,
Each child unfolds in Truth's eternal now.

Gloria Virginia Ranck

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