Tuesday, October 14, 2014
For the Family of a Chippewa Princess – Kathy Hull Stolze:
What though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from our sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind;
In the primal sympathy
Which having been must ever be;
In the soothing thoughts that spring
Out of human suffering;
In the faith that looks through death,
In years that bring the philosophic mind.
Thanks to the human heart by which we live,
Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears,
To me the smallest flower that blows can give
Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Ritchie, Betty, Rob, and Kelley Davis
