Poem March 30, 1957 Issue

HARVEST HOUR

Robert Ellis Key

There is no fear
To fall in mist and shower
From the storm center of a world's demesne.
There is no doubt
Promiscuously to tower
Over the waiting fields of golden grain.
Leave now the sickle
In the angels' keeping.
Wisdom is wise.
In wisdom they will reap,
Garner the grain,
And burn the false believing
While we with harvest song
Our vigil keep.

Robert Ellis Key

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