[Written for the Sentinel.]

THE VOICE OF TRUTH

As, looking overhead, sometimes we see
Two galaxies of clouds, not keeping company
But going diverse ways;
As listening to music, played in many parts
Clear to the listening ear and gentle hearts,
Beneath and quite apart, no other sound can drown
A low, sweet, tender monotone:
So, when Love friends together brings,
To outward ear discussing many things,
But still their hearts unite in universal love,
Finding its tranquil in God above,
Be silent thou, and bend a listening ear!
Apart from mortal sense, a song of peace thou'lt hear,
God's undercurrent in the mental air.
Wherein thou also hast a part, I trow,
For, when in tune, God's instrument art thou!

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