In Glory’s Light (poem)

Delight’d by thoughts
That joy withholds
Nothing in sight
Of mind’s eye’s gold.

It fends instead
Off wiles and woes
That take the shape
Of garden rows.

We stand and breathe
In glory’s light
And hold the helm
That makes it right.

To seek the sought
And make it known
Will car’y me well
To my home.

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