At a Library Window

At a Library Window Behind me, row on row, the cherished volumes shine. Fact and fancy, truth and theory, words human and divine ; Science, history, art-books old, select, The fire, the heart throbs of the earth's elect. Before me lies the world, before my eyes Man groans and laughs; soars and sighs; Ebbs and flows 'twixt harmony and strife — Out there before me lies my Guide — 'tis Life. Lethbridge, Canada Frank C. Steek