UNDER THE REDWOOD TREES 



UNDER the redwood trees 

 The soothing shadows creep, 



And softly woo the weary winds 

 To silence and to sleep. 



Under the redwood trees 



The slumbrous stillness grows, 



And Time's old river through my dreams 

 Forever flows and flows. 



Under the redwood trees 



Rest finds me once again, 

 And folds me in her mothering arms, 



Far from the marts of men. 



Under the redwood trees 



I feel life's fevers heal 

 And feel the freshening floods of life 



Through all my senses steal. 



Under the redwood trees 



I hear the clocks of time 

 Count off the mighty centuries 



With measured strokes sublime. 



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