Not by any shore embound,
Not encroached upon by sound,
Nor by the presence of a fear,
Nor yet the memory of a tear,—
Is that sweet spot of which alone
I fondly say, It is my own.
Not any time-built crumbling wall
Can house the sacred place I call
My home. The eternal, seas
Of Love enfold it, and the keys
Of Paradise alone unbar
The door where all my treasures are;
And the high arch of heaven's dome
Roofs o'er the place I call my home.
Poems
[Written for the Journal.]
THE PLACE I CALL MY HOME
From the March 1908 issue of The Christian Science Journal
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