Poem October 18, 1958 Issue

"THE WINGS OF THE MORNING"

Psalm 139:9

Vivienne A. Hulse

She took "the wings of the morning,"
And Life was there.
I made my "bed in hell,"
In grief, and deep despair;
But Love was there.
Love said: "Rejoice! For she is whole,
Free, in My loving care.
Search for her in Mind!"
I searched—
And found her there.

Vivienne A. Hulse

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