Poem September 29, 1906 ISSUE

[Written for the Sentinel.]

ONE LIFE, ONE LOVE

ELIZABETH EARL JONES.

Great vault of heaven, how blue and vast you are!And hoary mountains—steadfast stand ye yet!The trees, the flowers, the distant watchful star—On you I gaze enraptured and forgetThe sordid sense of separation.Whence comes this sweet companionship with thee,And with my God—the God of all creation?Some mystic bond there seems 'twixt thee and me—Such love I feel for every little flower!Then softly on my sense a voice did fall:There's but one Life, that shines through thee and all;One Love, including all in God's rich dower.

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