Poems of Experience/Attainment

by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

There is no summit you may not attain,
   No purpose which you may not yet achieve,
   If you will wait serenely and believe.
Each seeming loss is but a step to’rd gain.

Between the mountain-tops lie vale and plain;
   Let nothing make you question, doubt, or grieve;
   Give only good, and good alone receive;
And as you welcome joy, so welcome pain.

That which you most desire awaits your word;
   Throw wide the door and bid it enter in.
Speak, and the strong vibrations shall be stirred;
   Speak, and above earth’s loud, unmeaning din
Your silent declarations shall be heard.
   All things are possible to God’s own kin.