IF you are weary come and sit beside A simple garden pool. Its quiet loveliness will soothe your heart While water, silver cool, Makes murmur through the mossy green of rocks. Here scarlet fishes hide Among the limpid shadows in the deep Where waving grasses bide, While drooping willows dip their lacy fronds, And lotus buds unfold Pale creamy petals heavy with the scent Of summer ages old. Sit here at peace beside this crystal spring And dream, and then know why God loves a pool so much He lets it hold His own blue sky! |