• Author: Johnson, Harry W.
• Editor: Culp, Jerry D.
• Newspaper: The Eastern Echo volume 1
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• Date: 03 Spring 1956
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• poetry

WEEPING WILLOW A willow weeps on a sunny day And its shoulders droop in a helpless way ; Great sobs shake its breast without a sound And soft falling tears litter the ground

The mystery of why the willow tree weeps Is something that Nature selfishly keeps ; And only God, the Great Sculptor of all, Does know the secret of why the tears fall.

THE WEB

The spider arduously and with great skill patiently spins a web in which it might trap the unsuspecting insect or fly; while man, possessing the qualities of goodness and truth, deviously spins a web of greed, hate and tyranny throughout the universe ; but . . . unlike the spider, which devours its victim to survive, man becomes the victim of his own web and ultimately destroys himself.

FOR YOU

May dungeons deep and walls of steel Never contain, nor e’er conceal, The priceless words that one may write On silent wings of friendly light ....

I write for you, O distant friend, These hearty words, and pray they'll send Your lonely heart to pastures green; Your precious soul to heights serene.

A temple built with heart sincere Will ever take your footsteps near That bridge of gold o'er tranquil streams Of love and joy, and rhythmic dreams.

And then perhaps down sunlit lanes Where angels walk and wisdom reigns, You'll one day find that sacred shrine Where prophets drink love's mystic wine.

There symphonies of love will play And kindred souls will kneel to pray, That each on wings of song may rise To love's unconquered paradise.

A big head is a structure supported by a narrow-minded foundation ....

A mailed fist of revenge could be the inverted weapon of self-destruction . . . .

SKYSCRAPER

I believe a skyscraper does more than symbolize man's architectural genius . . . . I believe it is the manifestation of man's inherent desire to ascend heavenward and beyond the stars, that he may look upon the countenance of his Creator.

COPYRIGHTED 1956 by HARRY JOHNSON