I tarried there that day ; I worshipped there, — 

 For in that forest God seemed everywhere. 

 And when the shining day was wholly done 

 And twilight's peaceful hours were well begun, 

 I homeward bore the forest's loving words 

 That filled my heart like melodies of birds 

 And seemed God's benediction from above, — 

 Those woodland gladsome messages of love. 



—From The Trees. 



