Life
John Hall Wheelock
Life burns us up like fire, And Song goes up in flame: The radiant body smoulders To the ashes whence it came. Out of things it rises With a mouth that laughs and sings, Backward it fades and falters Into the char of things. Yet soars a voice above it— Love is holy and strong; The best of us forever Escapes in Love and Song.
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