Poem September 1, 1986 Issue

A healing peace

HOGARTH W. EASTMAN

Raging wind uproots trees
dashes waves against the lakeshore
leaves chaotic piles of rubble.

Graceless blind self-will
storms its erratic path
dissipates and disappears.

A tranquil lake vividly reflects
trees rocks mountains sky
dancing colored butterflies.

Unselfed Christ-thought at peace
brings healing balm to a troubled world
mirrors forth the infinitude of Life.

HOGARTH W. EASTMAN

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