Habit Is the Hand that
Shapes the Heart
Habit is the hand
that shapes the heart.
A soul becomes the soldier of its
Peace prevails through courage and by
Pride is vanity, the preacher saith.
love is sky to mountains and to seas.
Evil and good lie
blissful in its arms.
All may find that joy with equal
Sunlight radiant above life's
The character is written on the
Even as the soul receives its
Restored to innocence and on its
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon