Pleasant Grove Review | 1948-02-20 | Page 2 | Solitude

b NJw Grace Noll Crowell 4A ' T USED to seek a crowd to find delight, fVft rxtasjScrj A And this they gave me laughter and Jljj B KjiSiSSjS- 't krief song, iSt'l Bright powdered wings that dusted off in And bubbled-beauty, nothing lasting long. yf'f 4 'm'yi But once I found a pathway down my heart: iy i sV 't A dim, untravcrsed way I had not known. ' tP4 Alt 1 jfl j4 V ' LrfSvl I walked it timidly, a thing apart, w'ldtfk Pil jfijv ' I Bcwildcred that 1 fom,d myself alone. I' y W li ' 'ii But now I seek that beautiful retreat, lir? i I lifi J ' T And find such cool, deep peace, such sheer l w Pi i If 5!) dcl,ght: rliU , r t iJ'JI n ?" Cold springs of water welling at my feet, IVSiS) f. T l l f j White flowers by day, white guiding stars by iVi, nisht- ijr iTviiV"' W ll I J ThC 'd crowd'5 lauentcr Wis upon my ear; lpj 'i ' dr I am exploring, and I do not hear. jAj