Poem October 23, 1915 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel]

Compelling Love

BEATRICE CLAYTON

The eagle stirreth up her nest,
To which the frightened fledgling clings;
She drives it from the mother breast
Only that it may find its wings.

Wise Hebrew, Israel's guide and seer,
The wild bird taught to thee this truth:
That Love knows naught of coward fear,
Nor blinded is by timid ruth.

Love bids us soar. The trackless air,
Unbounded, waits our journeyings;
But faint hearts fail,—we cannot dare!—
Love thrusts away the hand which clings.

And we may weep, but we must rise.
Love that compelled our upward flight,
Watches with never slumbering eyes,
Knowing no cloud, abyss, or night,

But only Love, beneath, above,
Encircling space in endless bliss.
Love bids us learn that only Love
Supports and shelters all that is.

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