Show IXCOMFIETESViE Nothing resting in its own completeness Can havo worth or beauty but alone Because it leads and tends to further sweetness Fuller higher deeper than its own Springs real glory dwells not in the meaning Gracious though it be of her blue hours But it ishidden in her tender leaning To the summers richer wealth of flowers Dawn is fair because the mist fade slowly Into day which floods the world with light Twilights mystery is so sweet and holy Just because it ends in starry night Childhoods smiles unconscious graces borrow From strife that in a faroff future lies And angel glances veiled now by lifes sorrow Drawn our hearts to some beloved eyes Life Is only bright when it proceedeth Toward a truer deeper life above Human love is sweetest when it leadeth To a more dtvine and perfect love A u Learn the mysiern or progression uuiy Do not call each glorious change decay But we know we only hold our treasures truly When it seems as if they passed away Nor > dare to blame Gods gifts for incompleteness in-completeness In than want their beauty lies they roll Toward some infinite depth of love and sweetness Bearing onward mans reluctant soul ADLELAIDE PROCTOR |