While Passing Away

There is no season in all the year so beautiful, so radiant with glory, 

as the early autumn.

There is no time when the human soul drinks in so fully 

the glory and beauty of nature.

All objects of beauty are more beautiful while passing away from us.

The closing up of a beautiful life - the fading of the

holy stars in the dim light of morning - 

the ending of a quiet summer day and the passing 

away of the bright summer glory,

are all more sweet and lovely 

as they are lost to us.

The death-glow always beautifies anything that

wears the trace of beauty ere it goes back 

to nothingness.

We do not understand the secret of this principle,

yet we know that it is some law of the infinite mind.

                                                                                 ~ The Northern Advocate

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Until next time.....