No Other Acres
No other acres of the earth I know Save through one constant window day by day And season after season. I have seen the slow Bare beauty of fields, like folded hands that pray God’s blessing on the sees they shall receive When all the young insistencies of spring Stir men once more to hope […]
Lazarus
Whoever has descended To ultimate despair And risen, knows conviction No undefeated dare. Never again will he accept Final finality. He understands the uses now, Of immortality. –1946, published by David C. Cook Publishing Company
Sunset in December
God shifted sunset through a tree And so His love came down to me In colors I could understand. I never saw an April land Transfigured so with loveliness Beneath spring’s tenderest caress, As shone on cold December air That instant God was standing there. –1946, published by David C. Cook Publishing Company