[after the final line of Hill's poem, "Funeral Music"]
Sir Goeffrey, was it wrong, at that poem's end?---
to place the anguished words, "'I have not finished.'"
But when the saved have been called to ascend,
they will find life---there---cannot be diminished;
and He who gave us life abundantly,
redeemed from this world's ceaseless calumny,
will give us, also, opportunity---
there---for fulfillment of our poetry.
Life here on earth is full of bleak cessation
(like the sapped strength lost on a thankless job;
or autumn husks around the shriveled cob),
but there a joy like unto a vacation,
in that most perfect, Heavenly resort,
will have rejuvenated our comport.
Starward