Poem July 25, 1988 Issue

Love's ever-presence

Kathryn Paulson Grounds

There is a presence walks with us
On every pathless way,
A light outshining midday sun
However dark the day.

We reach our hand—and feel God near;
We cry—and He replies;
We open eyes that sense had dimmed,
We stretch our wings and rise

Above the mist, above the dark,
Above the threats of fear,
Upheld by Love that never fails
And is forever near.

We cannot stray beyond Love's care,
For Love does fill all space;
And where we go the path is marked
By angels of Love's grace.

Kathryn Paulson Grounds

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