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Rh Life in an instant will be rent When death is glittering, blind and wild, The Heavenly Brooding is intent To that last instant on Its child.

It breathes the glow in brain and heart. Life is made magical. Until Body and spirit are apart The Everlasting works Its will.

In that wild orchid that your feet In their next falling shall destroy, Minute and passionate and sweet, The Mighty Master holds His joy.

Though the crushed jewels droop and fade The Artist's labours will not cease, And from the ruins shall be made Some yet more lovely masterpiece.