Communion

I have in Mind a universe divineWhere things are golden thoughts, the myriad stringsThat make of heaven a mighty harp that singsThe song of Truth and Love, my bread and wine.And often in the quiet eventideI leave my earthly all, and time and space,To dwell receptive in the secret placeWhere all those living harmonies abide.The choicest music from a genius' handBut vaguely intimates that joyous strain—As untaught children lisping some refrainMay hint a symphony and master's wand—Yet only by Love's song I understandEternal Life, and true communion gain.

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Signs of the Times
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