Grains of Gold

New Zealand Tablet, Volume XLIX, Issue 21, 25 May 1922, Page 3

Grains of Gold

DESIRE. As a moth from out the chrysalis Flies swiftly through the night, j So flies my soul to Thee, 0 Christ, — To Thee, who art its Light! f V As a mother bird with ’tenderness Broods o’er the little nest, So yearns Thy Heart o’er all the world, Until in Thee *wo rest. , ' . . • —L. J. Hanford, in the Ave Maria.