DEATHLESS.

By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

There lies in the center of each man’ s heart,

A longing and love for the good and pure;

And if but an atom, or larger part,

I tell you this shall endure — endure

After the body has gone to decay —

Yea, after the world has passed away.

The longer I live and the more I see

Of the struggle of souls toward the heights above,

The stronger this truth comes home to me:

That the Universe rests on the shoulders of love;

A love so limitless, deep, and broad,

That men have renamed it and called it — God.

And nothing that ever was born or evolved,

Nothing created by light or force,

But deep in its system there lies dissolved

A shining drop from the Great Love Source;

A shining drop that shall live for aye —

Though kingdoms may perish and stars decay.