Poem May 7, 1927 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel]

Heaven

CHARLES C. SANDELIN

Lo , heaven is here! Be not amazed,
Nor scorn the gladsome news: behold,
The sick are healed, the dead are raised,
The meek the wondrous truth are told!

Aye, heaven is here! 'T is mortal sense
That hides the vision, bright and fair—
The bliss of Love's dear immanence:
No night of error enters there.

The consciousness of good attain,
Thy heart from error's claims upraise,
And thou the heavenly gate shall gain,
And walk in peace through heavenly ways.

For heaven is the realm of Mind,
Where Love's sweet attributes hold sway;
The reign of Truth, benignant, kind,
Where earthly fetters fall away.

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