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 forget
The 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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