Blanche Edith Baughan,
Poems From the Port Hills — The Blind Lama
(1923)
“ The body must so utterly obey As to put off, and steadfastly abide, Sixty-nine years denied, till self-denied, Even the light of day — Why, then, how much of man the soul must be, How little, clay! ”
Blanche Edith Baughan,
Poems From the Port Hills — The Blind Lama
(1923)
“ But, thro’ all differences of race and creed, My spirit with that kinsman spirit, lo, Strongly agreed! Applauded the design, if not the deed; The purpose understood, echo’d the need All lanthorns of the flesh down, out, to turn, If so the Inner Light may brightlier burn. ”
