Consecrated Ground

In my heart a Presence felt as pain,

A momentary pressure on the wall

Of self, it ebbs then presses forth again

Responding to the inner being's call.

O might it pierce this thickened envelope

A passage make to free the winged soul

To join with God, its overriding hope

Amid the earthly tides that fiercely roll

Upon the shores of time and seize the man,

A prisoner on isolated bars

Where surging forces rush to thwart the plan

That lies concealed within the silent stars.

O fount of all the wonders still to be

Prepare the ground I consecrate to Thee.