Just Me Finishing Well, or am I to Begin Again and Anew with You?
“Softly I closed the book as in a dream
And let its echoes linger to redeem
Silence with music, darkness with its gleam
That day I worked no more, I could not bring
My hands to toil, my thoughts to trafficking.
A new light shone on every common thing.
Celestial glories flamed before my gaze.
That day I worked no more. But, to God’s praise,
I shall work better all my other days.”
~Winfred Ernest Garrison