Reflections

Transcendent is this power within,
that holds aloft my soul
And in a clime so far removed from earthly things.
My soul does sing rejoicing in the things
which make the Heavens

Yes, and all the stars and moons and suns.
And held aloft, my soul will thus become
a radiant thing, so shining in this Light.

Illumined as within, these shafts leap out into the Light
The craggy darkness to plummet into depths unknown
Bring out from deep within these unknown depths,

More lustrous jewels than e’er beheld by man
These precious gems of hope and faith that
beat within the breast of man.

by Ernest L. Norman

Excerpt from The Anthenium