Voice on the Wind, and Other Poems

<h2><SPAN name="EPIPHANY" id="EPIPHANY"></SPAN>EPIPHANY</h2> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">There is nothing that eases my heart so much<br/></span> <span class="i1">As the wind that blows from the purple hills;<br/></span> <span class="i0">'Tis a hand of balsam whose healing touch<br/></span> <span class="i1">Unburdens my bosom of ills.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">There is nothing that causes my soul to rejoice<br/></span> <span class="i1">Like the sunset flaming without a flaw:<br/></span> <span class="i0">'Tis a burning bush whence God's own voice<br/></span> <span class="i1">Addresses my spirit with awe.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">There is nothing that hallows my mind, meseems,<br/></span> <span class="i1">Like the night with its moon and its stars above;<br/></span> <span class="i0">'Tis a mystical lily whose golden gleams<br/></span> <span class="i1">Fulfill my being with love.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">There is nothing, no, nothing, we see and feel.<br/></span> <span class="i1">That speaks to our souls some beautiful thought,<br/></span> <span class="i0">That was not created to help us, and heal<br/></span> <span class="i1">Our lives that are overwrought.<br/></span></div> </div> <hr style="width: 65%;" /> <p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[Pg 53]</SPAN></span></p> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />