I fortify myself with these:
The calm assurances of trees
That girdle with their sheltering boughs
The shelving rooftree of my house--
The friendly maple, and the pine
Whose pungence is an anodyne;
The ermined birch, the poplar slim,
The graceful ash, erect and trim.
By night my waking ear receives
The soothing gossip of their leaves;
By the warm light of day I see
Their elemental bravery.
They are my prop, they are my stay
Against all doubting and dismay;
They are my inspiration, these,
The stanch, the skyward-lifting trees!