January 7th 2008 8:20 pm
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Where has she gone since Yesterday,
And left us lonely here?
Tonight she seems so far away
Who yester-eve was near;
No map of ours on sea or land
That journeying may trace,
We only know she's may be Home,
And seen the Father's face.

And, oh, she knows since Yesterday,
And she'll be learning fast;
The mists of Earth are cleared away,
The mysteries are past;
The sun of truth in radiance glows
All shadowless and bright,
Undimmed by any cloud on Earth,
Undarkened by its night.

Where has she gone since Yesterday
And where's she going still?
The bonds of Time and Sense and Space
That irked the eager will
Were dropped like shackles from the soul
In that first upward flight,
The weary body frets no more
The spirit, freed and light.

O dear, familiar Yesterday!
O sad and strange Today!
Yet who could call the glad soul back
To rouse the resting clay?
Or who could wish that she might share
Our morrow's toil and strife,
Who, loosed from Death and all its pains,
Has entered into Life?
~Annie Johnson Flint
from Streams In The Desert Vol. 5