Amid the reality of present day imperfection,
In the glare of the noonday sun,
Excellence may seem to fade and faults may appear
Which were once hidden in a golden mist.
Yet, cherish those gracious visions
Which have made spring in your heart.
Believe in the ideal.
You saw it once.
It still exists.
It is our final goal and our ultimate reward.
Do not seek God in the confines of your own mind,
For His true glory springs from universal love
Planted deep in every heart we meet.
The grace of God, and the mystery of His ways,
Walks life's painful journey with
Each of us in our own maze.