Poem March 12, 1932 Issue

Love, the Victor

KIMMIS HARTLEY HENDRICK

I never shall forget the loving words
He spoke so softly in the deepening night
Among the shadowy trees.
"Friend," he said—
How richly sweet his voice—
"Wherefore art thou come?"
How mightily those unprotesting words
Rebuked the traitor's hardened, guilty sense!
Ah, how I prayed that I might be so kind
Before such enmity!
Could not such love heal Judas? I know
It melted me and changed me as it filled my heart
With longing; it unmasked my sins.
I have learned much since then;
For I have seen Love resurrect the Master.
I have learned that Love reflected is the only power,
Destroyer of evil, the Saviour of the world.
Like to the newly risen morning sun
That fills the world with tender beauty,
Beauty all radiant and bright as heaven,
So Love fulfilled brings healing that is peace.

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