Poem January 24, 1914 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel]

"As the waters cover the sea"

FRANCIS E. FALKENBURY

The other night, while swimming in the sea
Amid a flame of phosphorescent light,
I turned face upward, through the lovely night,
To that great symbol of infinity,—

The sky's wide mead, a-flower with all the stars,
That threw to me their golden gleaming bars,
All about me was a soft and stealing sound,
The voices of the sea that lapped me round;
All across my sense there softly blew
A gentle wind that stirred the waters too,
A mild mysterious harp that seemed to be
Playing the chant sung on the crystal sea,
And in the wondrous calm and holy space
I seemed to see my Father face to face.
The finite for a moment ceased to be,
And God and His idea, all to me.

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