It Can Be DoneDec 26, 2020 02:14PM ● By Maureen Cary
As I was looking through some of my mother in law's old books recently, I came across this poem, “The Struggle” published in 1938 by Edgar A Guest in the book It Can Be Done. It says it far better than I could:
Life is a struggle for peace,
A longing for rest,
A hope for the battles to cease,
A dream for the best;
And he is not living who stays
Contented with things,
Unconcerned with the work of the days
And all that it brings.
He is dead who sees nothing to change,
No wrong to make right;
Who travels no new way or strange
In search of light;
Who never sets out for a goal
That he sees from afar
But contents his indifferent soul
With things as they are.
Life isn’t rest – it is toil;
It is building a dream;
It is tilling a parcel of soil
Or bridging a stream;
It’s pursuing the light of a star
That but dimly we see,
And in wresting from things as they are
The joy that should.
To a healthy, peaceful and prosperous 2021.