What Is Wrong Is Not The Great

Spring Has Many American Faces. There Are Cities Where It Will Come And Go In A Day And Counties Where It Hangs Around And Never Quite Gets There. Summer Is Drawn Blinds In Louisiana, Long Winds In Wyoming, Shade Of Elms And Maples In New England.

Man Depends On God For All Things: God Depends On Man For One. Without Man's Love God Does Not Exist As God, Only As Creator, And Love Is The One Thing No One, Not Even God Himself, Can Command. It Is A Free Gift Or It Is Nothing. And It Is Most Itself, Most Free, When It Is Offered In Spite Of Suffering, Of Injustice, And Of Death . . . The Justification Of The Injustice Of The Universe Is Not Our Blind Acceptance Of God's Inexplicable Will, Nor Our Trust In God's Love, His Dark And Incomprehensible Love, For Us, But Our Human Love, Notwithstanding Anything, For Him.

To See The Earth As We Now See It, Small And Beautiful In That Eternal Silence Where It Floats, Is To See Ourselves As Riders On The Earth Together, Brothers On That Bright Loveliness In The Unending Night ~ Brothers Who See Now They Are Truly Brothers.

Man Can Live His Truth, His Deepest Truth, But Cannot Speak It.

If The Poem Can Be Improved By The Author's Explanations, It Never Should Have Been Published.