[Written for the Sentinel]

Now

Now has in time's pretense no part.Now is the dawn within the heartOf truer consciousness of Life,Which quickens love, expelling strife.Now is a vivifying rayReflecting the eternal day.Now is of God a concept clear,Revealing Him as ever near.

Now is the golden, glowing thoughtWhereby a clearer light is brought;In which there first is understoodGod's tender Father-motherhood.Now is Christ risen, the perfect heirTo glories which we too may share:Now we may follow where he trod,And prove ourselves the sons of God.

February 2, 1918
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