Thought, a Road to Happiness: A Poem

THOUGHT, A ROAD TO HAPPINESS.

No mortal yet has measured his full force. It is a river rising in God's thought

And emptying in the soul of man. Go back, Back to the Source, and find divinity. Forget the narrow borders, and ignore The rocks and chasms which obstruct the way. Remember the beginning. Man may be And do the thing he wishes, if he keeps That one thought dominant through night and day And knows his strength is limitless, because Its fountain-head is God. That mighty stream Shall bear upon its breast, like golden fleets, His hopes, his efforts, and his purposes, To anchor in the harbor of Success. Ella Wheeler Wilcox.