01355 2 Probably the latter part of the 31st page will have to be compacted for it is difficult to hold the attention of
most readers so closely as to enable them to follow when one is describing the song? of beauty coming from silent landscapes.
Perhaps this will be better. Yet how fine the beauty they send to us across the broad blue distances how mysterious the influence
of that beauty - traveling no wings of Light Divine Love - silent as to the outer sense, speeding it on its way. Yet coming
into our souls with celestial pomp song to abide with us forever or thus Coming into our souls with celestial pomp song.
Divine Love speeding it on its way to abide with us forever in homes prepared for its coming. It is 11 oclock Im tired my
critical taste is gone. The more I work on it the worse it may be. Good night