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"NOT BREAD ALONE"
My spirit in Earth's spacious temple is,
Where, shadow-latticed from the burning sun,
I sit in company with mysteries
Which have resided here since Earth begun.

Their speech no mere mind-linguist understands;
Their faces all, 'neath down-dropt visors hide,—
Yet Faith translates, and, with God-guided hands,
Unmasks meanings by Reason ne'er espied.

For Feeling is the tongue most eloquent
Of Silences;—which dumb to Reason, seem!
And Space is filled with God's sublime intent
To those who Reason deems but idly dream!

As at the Cross all mortals may partake
Of the one Life, vesseled in many veins—
So, at Earth's altars, the one Thought He break
In countless words, our human life sustains.

Each blade of grass; each grain of sand, God's thought
Called into life; upholds and doth control;
'Tis thus in sign-language, that I am taught
All Nature is one vast Communion Bowl!

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