Give Me Strength This is my prayer to thee, my lord---strike, strike at the root of penury in my heart. Give me the strength lightly to bear my joys and sorrows. Give me the strength to make my love fruitful in service. Give me the strength never to disown the poor or bend my knees before insolent might. Give me the strength to raise my mind high above daily trifles. And give me the strength to surrender my strength to thy will with love.

Love gives beauty to everything it touches.

Perhaps the crescent moon smiles in doubt at being told that it is a fragment awaiting perfection.

The false can never grow into truth by growing in power.

Who are you, a hundred years from today, reading my poetry with curiosity?

If you cry because the sun has gone out of your life, your tears will prevent you from seeing the stars.

Death is turning out the lamp because the dawn has appeared.