The Windows of Life

A Window of Joy opened far to the east,

Where the sunlight in colors so rare

Peep over the hills like the billows

                          at sea,

As its sweetness is spraying the air.

Its colors of gold enmeshed in the blue

Are soon changing to palest of green,

With its borders of rose gaily deepening

                          to red,

Through the Window of Joy brightly gleams.

A Window of Care opens into each life,

Where the sorrows in shadows bring tears

That mingle with joy down  the aeons of time,

In the Window of Care through the years.

A Window of Love opens far to the west,

When sorrows have softened the heart,

The blessings of peace like a halo divine--

A wonderful faith in God's part.

These Windows of Life no soul can escape

Til the Sun of Life sinks in the west--

When the Master of Art with His great arm

                            of love

Opens wide with the Windows of Rest.

                                                                    V.C.