Poem August 3, 1929 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel]

Desire

WILLIAM H. WRIGHT

When morning's radiant splendors glow
About the day's bright eastern door,
My thought ascends in plea to know
How I may praise Thee more.

As noontide broods o'er tree and fern,
And meadows yield their scented store,
I humbly seek Thy face to learn
How I may serve Thee more.

When eve extends its gracious sway
For birds to flute their liquid lore,
In gratitude I turn to pray
How I may love Thee more.

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