[Written for the Sentinel]

Holy Ground

The voice of Truth was heard of old
By Moses at the burning bush:
Now turn aside from Egypt's gold
And desert dearth, from human urge
From weariness of human urge.

Come! Rest from thought in self entombed,
Fictitious life and death, to learn Of life that never is consumed,
But does forever brightly burn,
Forever calmly, brightly burn.

And reverently taking heed
Of the omnipotence of good,
Moses awoke to find indeed
'T was holy ground whereon he stood;
Unshod of worldliness he stood.

Henceforth where'er he was to go,
Egypt or wilderness, he found
God's omnipresence there; for lo!
Nowhere was else than holy ground—
Ay! everywhere was holy ground.

And still no other is; and still
Strongly and graciously comes freeing
God's little ones from every ill
The eternal harmlessness of being,
The universal truth of being.

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