Mary Baker Eddy (16 Jul 1821 – 03 Dec 1910 | Bow NH – Chestnut Hill MA) poet, author, spiritual leader, founder of First Church of Christ, Scientist.

Primeval dweller where the wild winds rest, beyond the ken of mortal e’er to tell, what

power sustains thee in thy rock-bound cell. Thus Truth engrounds me on the rock, upon

Life’s shore, ‘gainst which the winds and waves can shock – oh, nevermore! The voice of

the night-bird must here send a thrill to the heart of the leaves when the winds are all still. 

Languid brooklets yield their sighs, a requiem o’er the tomb of sunny days and cloudless

skies, enhancing autumn’s gloom. The wild winds mutter, howl, and moan to scare my

woodland walk, and frightened fancy flees, to roam where ghosts and goblins stalk. Ah,

wherefore the memory of dear ones deemed dead should bow thee, as winds bow the tall

willow’s head! Cypress may mourn with her evergreen tears, and like the blue hyacinth,

change not with years. Flowers of feeling may blossom in gentle winds above all our love.

Eddy, Mary Baker. Poems. Boston: A. V. Stewart, 1911. https://archive.org/details/poems1911eddy