<h2><SPAN name="poem06"></SPAN>ASSERTION</h2>
<p class="poetry">I am serenity. Though passions beat<br/>
Like mighty billows on my helpless heart,<br/>
I know beyond them lies the perfect sweet<br/>
Serenity, which patience can impart.<br/>
And when wild tempests in my bosom rage,<br/>
“Peace, peace,” I cry, “it is my
heritage.”</p>
<p class="poetry">I am good health. Though fevers rack my
brain<br/>
And rude disorders mutilate my strength,<br/>
A perfect restoration after pain,<br/>
I know shall be my recompense at length.<br/>
And so through grievous day and sleepless night,<br/>
“Health, health,” I cry, “it is my own by
right.”</p>
<p class="poetry">I am success. Though hungry, cold,
ill-clad,<br/>
I wander for awhile, I smile and say,<br/>
“It
is but for a time—I shall be glad<br/>
To-morrow, for good fortune comes my way.<br/>
God is my father, He has wealth untold,<br/>
His wealth is mine, health, happiness, and gold.”</p>
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