Forerunner — Volume 1 by Unknown
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But with all that can be said of him he is out of place as chief deity
in this high temple. Let a little shrine be made at the gate outside the door. Let him smile there and take his tribute of red roses. But when we put the shoes from off our feet and enter, we should see before us, tall and grave, glorious in strong beauty, majestic in her amplitude of power, the Goddess Motherhood. Such love should shine from her deep eyes that children would crowd to that temple and feel at home; learning to understand a little of what had brought them there. Such beauty in this body of great womanhood that men would worship as for long they have worshipped her of Melos. Such high pride that girls, gazing, would feel strong to meet and bear their splendid task. And such power--such living, overmastering power that man, woman and child alike should bow in honor and rise in strength. Then will Love be truly worshipped. ARREARS Our gratitude goes up in smoke, In incense smoke of prayer; We thank the Underlying Love, The Overarching Care-- We do not thank the living men Who make our lives so fair. For long insolvent centuries |
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