[Written for the Sentinel]

The Cross

I Call that bravery—Despite its weakness—That spends the ultimate of strengthAnd scales the pinnacle of meekness,Enduring slavery,And conq'ring it at length!

The seeming final gaspOf sense, the whispered word of faith,These disengage the fleshly claspOf carnal mind and tearThe veil, so that the earMay hear what Spirit saith.

September 14, 1918

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