Another lovely piece by Arcangelo Corelli;Concerto Grosso No.2 in F Major
John Oxenham seemed able to take a great thought and put it into a few beautiful words - today's poem from Selected Poems of John Oxenham by Charles L. Wallis is no exception....
God's Handwriting
He writes in characters too grand
For our short sight to understand;
We catch but broken strokes, and try
To fathom all the mystery
Of withered hopes, of death, of life,
The endless war, the useless strife,--
But there, with larger, clearer sight,
We shall see this--His way was right.
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