Poem October 11, 1913 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel]

Prescience

JOSEPH LEWIS FRENCH

The wise men in the East beheld a star,
And journeying onward felt new glory's scope,—
A wisdom, and a mission, and a hope,
Transcending heights whereon time's altars are;
And coming down the years they kenned afar,
As something seen far-off, a mountain-slope,
A risen radiance, as when dawn doth ope,
The vision of a fadeless avatar!

Here, where new faiths arise, where still the beam
Of light ascending thwarts the mortal sphere,
The meaning and the mystery apprise
The waking watcher that the day is here,
That day whose far-off, transcendental gleam
The wise men saw what time the stars sang clear!

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