<h2><SPAN name="page1"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>THE LAND BETWEEN</h2>
<p class="poetry">Between the little Here and larger Yonder,<br/>
There is a realm (or so one day I read)<br/>
Where faithful spirits love-enchained may wander,<br/>
Till some remembering soul from earth has fled.<br/>
Then, reunited, they go forth afar,<br/>
From sphere to sphere, where wondrous angels are.</p>
<p class="poetry">Not many spirits in that realm are waiting;<br/>
Not many pause upon its shores to rest;<br/>
For only love, intense and unabating,<br/>
Can hold them from the longer, higher quest.<br/>
And after grief has wept itself to sleep,<br/>
Few hearts on earth their vital memories keep.</p>
<p class="poetry">Should I pass on, across the mystic border,<br/>
Let thy love link me to that pallid land;<br/>
I would not seek the heavens of finer order<br/>
Until thy barque had left this coarser strand.<br/>
<SPAN name="page2"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>How desolate
such journeyings would be,<br/>
Though straight to Him, were they not shared by thee.</p>
<p class="poetry">Wert thou first called (dear God, how could I
bear it?)<br/>
I should enchain thee with my love, I know.<br/>
Not great enough am I to free thy spirit<br/>
From all these tender ties, and bid thee go.<br/>
Nor would a soul, unselfish as thine own,<br/>
Forget so soon, and speed to heaven alone.</p>
<p class="poetry">On earth we find no joy in ways diverging;<br/>
How could we find it in the worlds unseen?<br/>
I know old memories from my bosom surging,<br/>
Would keep thee waiting in that Land Between,<br/>
Until together, side by side, we trod<br/>
A path of stars, in our great search for God.</p>
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