Beauty Is Unfading Good

Whither? cries a heart, alone and starved
For beauty. Some have told me it is carved
In matter, and in some lovely form abides
Its truth. Yet matter changes like the tides.

And something in me gently speaks of beauty
Springing forth, a product of man's duty
Done in loving God, His laws, and man;
Such beauty has been old since time began.

True beauty is at one with man and God,
Eternal, never formed from dusty sod,
A quality from Love to me, to you,
A gift of Life that shines forever true
To all the glory of its quickening source—
Unfading good, a universal force!

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Not Confusion, but Peace
February 15, 1947

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