Moulding Future Destinies
Fire on the blazing hearth,
Water in the sacred well,
The timeless blessing-fields of earth
Cast on my soul their magic spell.
Beauty dancing in matter's core,
Thrilling with eternal joy
Children's spirits known before
In lives that Death could not destroy.
Holding the cup of love in hand
I meet the creatures of the wood
Increasingly to understand
That all life moves towards the good
See light and darkness in embrace,
Spirit in body recognize
As moving force and fount of grace
Moulding future destinies.
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