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Poem January 25, 1947 Issue

Hid in Mind

HESTER CHAMPNEY

Can inspiration disappear
or dullness find the hearts of men
because of temporary fear
that stealthily may enter in?

No, traveler, this cannot be,
for fear is but a dream—a kind
of mist, far from reality,
from man forever hid in Mind.

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