2020
I saw you stationed just above my brow, A vision or eternal glimpse of You? I don't know why and cannot solve the how You appeared in radiant dress of blue.
When waking from a peaceful sleep-filled night You suddenly appear and all my life Becomes a stream of overwhelming light Vacant of earthly cares and inner strife.
Might all my mornings wake with hymns of Thee Creatrix of the worlds to whom I bow Thou art our hope our spirits destiny The Truth in us to reign Thou wilt allow
Now all our yesterdays dissolve in present Grace, Chosen children of the coming race.
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