The Temple

By John M. Freckleton

Where we were sealed
For our eternity
Is God’s workshop
For happiness.

The weight of worry
I had carried
Is removed,
Since never may our lives
Be parted,
Come what may.
Of all the dark nights,
I’ve no fear,
For dawn destroys the dark,
And you will rise with me
When death is gone.

The moment when our separate ways
Were plotted to a single course,
I found my foolish brain
Preoccupied with little doubts:
As whether you were sorry now
That this was for eternity.
So pondered while I should have let my heart
Rejoice in contemplation of the joy
We two should find along the road
That from our separate ways was formed.
But now, within my arms,
You’ve stilled my fears.
I gaze in rapture at the lands
Of wonder-filled eternity.

(1943)