Hello, Boys! by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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page 65 of 82 (79%)
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I wake in the sap of the tree,
I stir in the beast of the forest, I reason in man, and am free To turn on the path of Ascension To the god yet to be. 'I was, and I am, and I will be; I live in each church and each faith But yield to no bond and no fetter, I animate all with my breath; I speak through the voice of the living And I speak after death.' The Spirit says unto the churches, 'The dead are not gone, they are near And my voice, when I will it, speaks through them, Speaks through them in messages clear. And he that hath ears, in the silence May listen and hear.' The Spirit says unto the churches, 'So many the feet that have trod The road leading up into knowledge, The steep narrow path has grown broad; And the curtain held down by old dogmas Is lifted by God.' ANSWERS |
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