THE WALL

We were not tallenough to see beyond the somber wallof ignorance and fear.We held our purblind prejudices dear.Then camethe Christ-idea's golden candle flame,and gently toldof light that lay beyond our prison fold.We listened and would breakthe adamant for our own comfort's sake,but we were freeby also lifting others up to seeglad fields of Love,where man in God's own image lives, aboveearth's hurts and rifts.What seemed a wall is now but mist that liftsand drifts away,revealing Truth's enlightened "children of the day."

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