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Good Timber

Douglas Malloch, Quoted in Resource, Sept./Oct., 1992, p. 7

The tree that never had to fightFor sun and sky and air and light,That stood out in the open plainAnd always got its share of rain,Never became a forest kingBut lived and died a scrubby thing.

The man who never had to toilTo heaven from the common soil,Who never had to win his shareOf sun and sky and light and air,Never became a manly man,But lived and died as he began.

Good timber does not grow in ease;The stronger wind, the tougher trees;The farther sky, the greater length;The more the storm, the more the strength; By sun and cold, by rain and snows,In tree or man, good timber grows.

Where thickest stands the forest growthWe find the patriarchs of them both;And they hold converse with the starsWhose broken branches show the scarsOf many winds and of much strife &md;This is the common law of life.