[Written for the Sentinel]


How quickly Truth dispels the mist
Of error's false pretense,
When thoughts imbued with love persist,
In true benevolence,

The Christ-idea to imitate,
In meekness and in might,
Nor suffer sin insatiate
To cloud the holy light

Of Mind, enthroned supreme, above
The sordid claims of sense;
Where joys celestial, like the dove,
Descend to recompense.

There blessings infinitely sure
Encompass God's own man;
And naught appears that is impure,
To question wisdom's plan.

Life, Truth, and Love, forever fixed,
His law divine express.
Eternal Mind can ne'er be mixed
With dreams, or earthly stress.

And man, God's perfect image, free,
From Truth no parting knows;
His full dominion, Love's decree,
Defends him from all foes.

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Man's Eternal Noon
November 26, 1927

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