A Cross of Gold

His daughter wears a cross of gold Above her heart, around her neck; A present from her favorite aunt That she received a few years back. At night she reads and then she prays, And settles down for loving rest; His daughter, with her cross of gold The grace he knows and loves the best.

On 21:3:11

Much there is that’s beautiful, Far stretches time and space; We strive with conscience dutiful Infinity to face – Yet what we cannot fathom We hide behind a mask; And do not know our limits Because we never ask