<h2><SPAN name="page74"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>TO-DAY</h2>
<p class="poetry">I love this age of energy and force,<br/>
Expectantly I greet each pregnant hour;<br/>
Emerging from the all-creative source,<br/>
Supreme with promise, imminent with power.<br/>
The strident whistle and the clanging bell,<br/>
The noise of gongs, the rush of motored things<br/>
Are but the prophet voices which foretell<br/>
A time when thought may use unfettered wings.</p>
<p class="poetry">Too long the drudgery of earth has been<br/>
A barrier ’twixt man and his own mind.<br/>
Remove the stone, and lo! the Christ within;<br/>
For He is there, and who so seeks shall find.<br/>
The Great Inventor is the Modern Priest.<br/>
He paves the pathway to a higher goal.<br/>
Once from the grind of endless toil released<br/>
Man will explore the kingdom of his soul.</p>
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75</span>And all this restless rush, this strain and strife,<br/>
This noise and glare is but the fanfarade<br/>
That ushers in the more majestic life<br/>
Where faith shall walk with science, unafraid.<br/>
I feel the strong vibrations of the earth,<br/>
I sense the coming of an hour sublime,<br/>
And bless the star that watched above my birth<br/>
And let me live in this important time.</p>
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