VOICES OF SPRING – 5
What is the anthem of human life?
Has love ceased to moan over the new-made grave, and, looking upward, does it patiently pray for the perpetual springtide wherein no arrow wounds the dove? Human hope and faith should join in nature’s grand harmony, and, if on minor key, make music in the heart. (Eddy, Mary Baker, Misc Writ 330:3-8)