Like morning dew upon the summer grass,
That shines beneath the sun’s bright, golden light,
She moves the world as quiet moments pass,
And fills the open sky with love so bright.
She knows no greed, nor feeds on bitter strife,
She lays no blame where gentle truths belong,
Clear as the rain that wakes the sleeping life,
Her quiet strength destroys the petty wrong.
Her watchful eyes pierce through the darkest cloud,
Like fireflies dancing in the upper air,
To banish shadowed fears that rule the crowd,
And plant new hope and life-reforming care.
Like scattered roses in the summer noon,
She shares the steady light of heart and mind,
Reflecting joy like silver of the moon,
To leave a peaceful, waking world behind.
