Poem May 22, 1943 Issue

Awakening

MARGUERITE SCOTT TILL

How fervently to God I daily prayed
That I might wake from out my doubting night,
And lo, at dawn I saw the shadows fade,
And pain and ill receded from my sight.
The clouds dispelled, rejoicingly I saw
A shining light encircling the skies—
Man one with God. And on my knees in awe
I knelt and recognized His image wise;
I felt the healing balm of Love's reflection,
Forever flowing from infinity;
I glimpsed the radiance of divine perfection,
The precious secret of man's liberty!
And in this mirrored loveliness of good
I found no space for evil to intrude!