For softly in our hearts there shines Your Light of Life eterne
The sun of youth we hold within whose brilliance beauty gives,
Your light of truth whose stirring will toward Thee cause our return
When purely as the little child Your goodness in us lives.
When that which did go out from You to learn the way of truth
Upon a single ray of light Thyself its glow within,
Has found the way, Your loving will, lay in the charms of youth
Who move and have their being where the spell of Joy begins.
Where harmlessness in fairest play with wonder vie for Thee
And loveliness from lessons learned in everything display
That where a child of Thine is found there by will goodness be
All else of lesser manifest alone this Joy delays:
Creation’s song to score with Thee Thyself its harmonies,
The beauty of perfected hearts, Thy Will, its melody.
The poem below was written during a night of interrupted sleep, one line at a time. In the morning on looking at the notebook its rhyming structure was clear from the ending words, and the lines were re-arranged this way.
Then we, one day, shall be as these
Who move without a movement's sound,
Whose gentle sight but beauty sees
And touch a Golden Peace surrounds.
And Love's expectant joy beholds
In us the coming of the King ̶
Whose sovereignness but Freedom holds
And rule a lasting treasure brings.
And we, one day, shall be as these
Whose seamless robes of Light are spun,
Upon whose brow a jewel reveals
Our heirship with the King's begun.
And we, as these, one day will be.