For Mary Helen

Where The Mother Is

In the calm abode behind the heart I hear

Thoughts that lie too deep for mind to sound

A voice that in the stillness speaks so clear,

The auditory province of the soul.

I have looked into the very face of fear

When body assailed by cancer's force grew pale,

And felt the Presence drawing ever near

And knew the Grace that guides with sure control

Every moment's destiny and know

That where the Mother is ourselves abide,

And when we plunge in the Unknown we go

Towards Her light that leads us to our goal,

A life eternal gathered round Their feet,

The Lord's embrace, most beautiful, most sweet.