Sequoias

We must walk sedately here,

Lest we break the reveries

Of these grave and thoughtful trees.

Offer them no flippant greeting.

They will neither bow nor nod;

Will not deign to notice us-

We who compliment and fuss.

Gravely they commune with God;

Quakers at their silent meeting.

Grave and silent be ye all

Who would walk with such as these.