In majesty the mighty redwood stands, Regarding not the tread of marching time, The secrets of the centuries in her heart, And growing through the years to height sublime. While men and ants their futile battles wage Who come and go -- atavic to the clod -- The redwood, sphinx-like, stands age upon age, Ever reaching up to Heaven and to God. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PSALM 104: THE MAJESTY AND MERCY OF GOD by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE A CHAUNT IN PRAISE by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT ACROSS THE CITY by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE BURNS - EXTEMPORE by ROBERT BURNS THIRD BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 22 by THOMAS CAMPION STANZAS, ON PLANTING A BAY-TREE AT THE GRAVE OF CHURCHILL by JOHN CHALK CLARIS |