Poem March 28, 1908 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel.]

NOT FAR AWAY

P. C. HUNTINGTON.

Not far away dwells my beloved one!
Not simply where the eternal hills
Are clad in brightness, and a great white throne
Reflects the beauty of a land most fair,
And wealth of glory fills the ambient air:
Not there—so far away—not there!

But rather is Love here—so near!
Making this earthly life so calm, so sweet,
So fit to live and every ill to meet;
And Love so tender, gentle, true, and brave;
So constant to relieve, so strong to save!

His loving spirit makes the world more fair,
His waiting ear lists to my faintest prayer.
I touch Love's hand—Love's radiant face I see!
From every fear Love leads my footsteps free.
My own, my best beloved one. is here! is here!

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