John Hall Wheelock

Life

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Life burns us up like fire,
And Song goes up in flame:
The radiant body smolders
To the ashes whence it came.
Out of things it rises
With a mouth that laughs and sings,
Backward it fades and falters
Into the char of things.
Yet soars a voice above it—
Love is holy and strong;
The best of us forever
Escapes in Love and Song.

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