Last Lines of John Grosvenor Wilson
Bright with hope for all mankind.Die, and fade away.Forth, in search of lands unhailed.Of light-hearted lovers.Pointing his wand across the silent world.That hatred may cease.The smiles of Love are fewer than the tears.The snows fall free.The sun that shall blaze.Thrilled with all power known to gods and men.Upon her doth rise and rest.You are the sweet eternal truth.