Poem April 3, 1920 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel]

Resurrection

LENA M. HALL

"Father, forgive,"—it bursts the very tomb!
Rolls the dread stone, and sets the Master free.
"Father, forgive;" this consciousness divine
Shall banish stone and tomb eternally.

His lonely work to point the perfect way;
Ours just to walk that way through gleam or gloom.
Flowers shall spring where'er Love conquers hate—
Where Life shall triumph—flowers in fullest bloom.

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