Euoharist

EUOHARIST
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Thanks be for doubt that ends
In clearer light;
Thanks be for loss that lends
Fresh faith to sight
Grew not the fallow brown,
Spring stood afar; Did not the sun go down,
Never a star

Thanks be for shame that whips
On to emprise;
Thanks be for pain that strips
Self of disguise
Through the quiet, common chord
Overtones thrill;
In the seed dropped abroad,
June liveth still

Thanks be for life that lives
Stronger through strife;
Thanks be for death that gives
Ending to life
Song of the silence born,
Freedom of thrall,
Spirit from flesh outworn-
Thanks be for all
—Van Tassel Sutphen in Harper’s Monthly