April 15
Companions of the Way (Evening)As the tender grass springing out of the earth by clear shining after rain.
LOOK up; the rainy heavens withdraw, Light flows anew at ebb of day;
Look, and believe the gracious law, That love shall have the final sway.
In such an hour is understood The sacred mystery of woe; We feel a life divinely good Within us rise, around us flow.
A spirit tranquil as of one Who finds in happy languor rest, Sore wearied with his work well done, But through well-doing richly blest:
A spirit as of one who broods On sorrows ceased but unforgot; Whose heart, like heaven, the rainiest moods Leave softer but without a blot.
Come, holy Peace, when evening's flame Burns in the west intensely still, Come, kindling salutary shame For half-won good, half-vanquished ill.
THOMAS TOKE LYNCH
HIS TENDERNESS