Watchfires
Love was not given the human heart
for careless dealing.
Its spark was lit that man
Might know Divine revealing.
Heaped up with sacrificial brands,
The flame, in mounting,
Enkindles other hearts with love
Beyond the counting.
Reflected back into each life,
These vast fires, glowing,
Do then become the perfect love
Of Christ's bestowing.
Love was not given the human heart
for careless dealing.
Its spark was lit that man
Might know Divine revealing.
Heaped up with sacrificial brands,
The flame, in mounting,
Enkindles other hearts with love
Beyond the counting.
Reflected back into each life,
These vast fires, glowing,
Do then become the perfect love
Of Christ's bestowing.
by Grace Coolidge, first published in Good Housekeeping magazine
(Happy Anniversary, today, to Tyler and Debby!)
1 comment:
I love this poem and the idea of Poetry Friday.
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