Friday, November 16, 2007

Sodden Log

O God, not like a stagnant pool with tepid depths, let my life be,
But like a stream, undaunted, cool, that plunges toward the sea.

O God, not like a sodden log, now dead, though once a stately tree, but pushing high above the bog still upward yearning, let life be!

-- J. Gordon Howard

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