For Valentine’s week, I share a personally beloved poem. A friend sent it to my husband and I on the occasion of our wedding in 1998. That a 19th century British poet should choose language so resonant with our doctrine moved us and spoke of the spirit’s influence.
And . . . it seemed particularly and poignantly applicable to us, as we had each raised our children alone for many years. It’s framed and hung where we can read it every day.__________________________________
______________________________________ Lisa Riska, Site Director
Be lifted by poet Edwin Arnold.
Somewhere there waiteth in this world of ours
For one lone soul another lonely soul,
Each choosing each through all the weary hours
And meeting strangely at one sudden goal.
Then blend they, like green leaves with golden
Into one beautiful and perfect whole;
And life’s long night is ended, and the way
Lies open onward to eternal day.