Poem October 26, 1929 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel]

The Seamless Dress

REUBEN POGSON

As she, amidst that thronging crowd,
Was rudely jostled and delayed
Before she reached the Christ-endowed,
And, touching, found her issue stayed;
So we amidst the whirling throng
Of mortal thoughts that daze the mind,
Seem hindered, as we press along,
When we the God-idea would find.
And just as she was undismayed
And overcame her trembling fear,
So, too, must we be unafraid
And hasten toward the God-idea
Arrayed in robes of righteousness.
What though we stand in nakedness
And falteringly our need confess!
Will not Christ wrap the seamless dress
About our wayward consciousness?
Then, like the Legion midst the tombs,
Shall not we too, awaking, find
That garments from Love's weaving-looms
Array us in the likeness of the perfect Mind?

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