GD's note: Thomas Sugrue's poem below was written
in October 1928 to be placed in the cornerstone at the
dedication of the Cayce Hospital which took place on
11/11/28 - See EC's letter under
4905-70, Par. R52:
ON THE DEDICATION OF THE CAYCE HOSPITAL FOR PSYCHIC RESEARCH
VA. BEACH, VA.
I have been very young in my tomorrows,
I have been younger still in yesterdays.
Wondering not what lay beyond tomorrows,
Or what was far behind my yesterdays.
I have been vassal to a thousand chances,
Traitor and trusty to them one by one.
Wielding and being wounded by their lances,
Blinded and burned by each successive sun.
Worlds in a wild and misanthropic thronging,
Surged to a goal I knew was reached in vain;
'Til I began to think, and paused in longing,
Asking the reason for it, and the gain.
Was there a little more to Life than Longing?
Was there a little more to Love than Pain?
Was there a little more to Hope than Dawning?
Was there a little more to Clouds than Rain?
Could I discover cause for all my striving?
Could I discover more to God than name?
Could I believe in part of me reviving?
Was there a better goal than earthly fame?
Today no winds of indecision sway me.
Today there is no pulsing in my soul.
Today beyond my sun the stars are fading,
And farther out I glimpse the phantom goal.
One Life, One Love, One all-embracing Soul;
No longer can my vision separate.
One Heart, One Mind, One far-off, glorious goal,
One Kiss, One Smile, and for the rest, I wait.
- Tom Sugrue, October, 1928



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