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CONTENTMENT
Malcolm Schloss
How shall I know the moment
When time and eternity blend,
If I ask, in continual torment,
Whither the way shall wend?
For this may be the moment,
And this may be the place,
And never another footstep
May furrow the sands of space.
For the moment eternity enters
Time and space are nil,
And the heart, which has endlessly wandered,
Is utterly, blissfully still.
How shall I know the moment
When time and eternity blend,
If I ask, in continual torment,
Whither the way shall wend?
THE INFINITE GLORY, p. 48
1945 © Malcolm Schloss
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