The Weed

by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

   A weed is but an unloved flower!
      Go dig, and prune, and guide, and wait,
      Until it learns its high estate,
   And glorifies some bower.
      A weed is but an unloved flower!

   All sin is virtue unevolved,
      Release the angel from the clod—
      Go love thy brother up to God.
   Behold each problem solved.
      All sin is virtue unevolved.

 

from Poems of Progress and New Thought Pastels by Ella Wheeler Wilcox (1913)
A Dialogue (New Thought Pastels)	Strength

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