by Lucy M. Young

It seems to me that everything in life Is written in a symphony; All life's beauty, joy, and pain; The mystery of death, the miracle of birth, The promise of an everlasting life. We hear the glorious, triumphant hues of sunset, The softly tinted promise felt at dawn; The soothing murmur of a gentle rain, Roaring thunder of a hurricane; The smooth, sheer beauty of a waterfall, The gentle rippling of a quiet stream, Crashing roll of surf; The whispering silence of a windless forest, The vibrant whisper of the wind among the pines, Songs of birds; The clear, cold majesty of winter stars, The thrilling, breathless promise of the Spring, Summer's toil, and Autumn's rich fulfillment. In harmony unbroken to the end - Pain and suffering, mellowed and relieved By golden chords of happiness and beauty Blended with love - The Master leaves an imprint on my soul.
