SLS Mirror May-June 2017 - Page 9

Faculty Reflection The Divine Rest Yonder lies the destination That promising place of divine bliss Where the soul longs to be Hoping for the comfort that Stills the uttering heart Tossed about like a leaf Assuring it of solace. Making easy the journey Wrought with raging tempests That blight the soul Yonder lies the destination Wherein lies the haven That beckons the weary soul torn asunder With care and wear And that immunes the eyes To betwitching charms and lure Inspiring to set sight on what is supreme Leading the way to the desired harbour That place of eternal glory and peace Paving the way to the outstretched arms From whence to the bosom of the Abba Father God - Mary Hepzibah 7