Poem April 24, 1943 ISSUE

Resurrection

DOROTHY M. THORNTON

From sadness turn, and thou shalt findLove, ever present, constant, kind:Love that is man's eternal LifeAbove the pain of human strife;Changeless, we are at one with HimWho knows no death, or vision dimOf those we thought had died: who givesThe understanding that man lives—Lives in eternal Truth, whose holdEmbraces all. Mary, of old,Turned from the tomb, explored in vain,And found her risen Lord again.Turn thou, like Mary, from thy griefAnd loneliness. In dim beliefIn death's dark shade we walk alone;In Life, we learn that all are one.

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