Why do we look for beauty where sweetest waters flow
Where watercress and lilies white their tender seedlings sow?
Why seek we after loveliness midst fragrant meadows green?
The grace therein is temporal, a fair but fleeting dream
Why seek we to prolong the days of sunshine warmth and spring
And strive the sparrow to compel forevermore to sing?
Why tarry we where pleasantness continually abides
And never-changing Summer bloom surrounds us on all sides?
Is not the heaviest show’r of rain more beautiful a sight?
For from its tears the glorious rainbow spreads her wings of light
And are not Winter’s barren trees far lovelier than the green?
Upon their hardened boughs emerge the blossoms of the spring
The fairest of earth’s daughters is the branch that bears the thorn
For from her twisted gnarled hands the reddest rose is born
Why seek we to from trials flee, with peace to self surround?
In heart alone that pain has known can purest love be found