“Perpetuity” by Frank Dempster Sherman
I heard a sweet voice singing in the night
A tender love-song written years ago,
To ease a poet’s heart of that deep woe
Born of long absence from its dear delight;
And as the music like a bird took flight
Across the shadowed world and vanished so,
I thought of him who wrote it,—did he know
How Time would keep his jewel-lyric bright?
O Poet of to-day, whose heart would sing
Some simple song of love, and sweet words give
To mate the melody that thrills the lute,—
Sing on, nor heed what lips are murmuring
To scorn your art; one perfect song shall live
For love and you long after they are mute!
Words of love and truth have a way of ringing through the ages, long after they were spoken or penned. Such words are vessels for spirits. Moreover, they provide portals through which spirit passes from one dimension or one plane of creation to another.
Words fitly spoken, that is, words which provide an apposite form capable of conveying living spirits through both time and space, are words worthy of consideration. They spark the mind and enliven the heart, no matter how recently or long ago they were strung together.
How carefully do you consider the thoughts you articulate in words from day to day? Do you take time to meditate upon past words, fitly spoken on a daily basis? Do you breath new life into them once you have, so that they may continue, revitalized, on their journey through time and space?
The perpetuity of love and truth has been clothed by words throughout the ages. To my mind, there is little more stimulating, more thought-provoking than finding a gem such as the lovely sonnet above to whet one’s appetite for love and truth.