Poem April 18, 1936 Issue

Reality

LORENE H. TROUSDALE

BEAUTY of earth, of the sky and sea,
Wind-borne fragrance of flowers,
Burgeoning bud and leafing tree,
Whisper in loving tones to me
Of the glories no mortal eye can see—
Spirit is all that endures.

Earthly pleasures their charms bestow,
The world of sense allures;
Yet, as I follow, a voice sounds low,
This too will pass—false gods must go,
Man to the stature of Christ shall grow—
Spirit is all that endures.

Should sorrow and pain put joy to flight,
Truth's message reassures;
Allness of good is man's by right,
Ever the dawn dissolves the night,
Terrors of darkness yield to the light—
Spirit is all that endures.

Enjoy 1 free Sentinel article or audio program each month, including content from 1898 to today.

Send a comment to the editors
NEXT IN THIS ISSUE
Article
When naming various groups of people who do not use...
April 18, 1936
Contents

We'd love to hear from you!

Easily submit your testimonies, articles, and poems online.

Submit