“If we could push ajar the gates of life
And stand within and all God's workings see
We could interpret all this doubt and strife
And for each mystery could find a key
But not today
Then be content poor heart
God's plans like lilies pure and white unfold
We must not tear the close shut leaves apart
Time will reveal the hidden cups of gold
And if through patient toil we reach the land
Where weary feet with sandals loosed may rest
Then shall we know and clearly understand
I think that we shall say God knew the best.”
- Mary Louise Riley
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