Classic and Contemporary Poetry

REFLECTIONS, by EDNA BECKER
First Line: Stars lie broken on a lake
Last Line: I must be still.
Subject(s): Religion; Theology

Stars lie broken on a lake
Whenever passing breezes make
The wavelets leap;
But when the lake is still, the sky
Gives moon and stars that they may lie
On that calm deep.

If, like the lake that has the boon
Of cradling the little moon
Above the hill,
I want the Infinite to be
Reflected undisturbed in me,
I must be still.