Instructions
Thoughts
by Myra Viola Wilds
1 What kind of thoughts now, do you carry
2 In your travels day by day
3 Are they bright and lofty visions,
4 Or neglected, gone astray?
5 Matters not how great in fancy,
6 Or what deeds of skill you’ve wrought;
7 Man, though high may be his station,
8 Is no better than his thoughts.
9 Catch your thoughts and hold them tightly,
10 Let each one an honor be;
11 Purge them, scourge them, burnish brightly,
12 Then in love set each one free.