WHAT WE MIGHT HAVE BEEN by Adelaide Proctor

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Sep 10, 1902

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 28, No. 37.

WHAT WE MIGHT HAVE BEEN.

By Adelaide Proctor

Have we not all, amid earth's petty strife, Some pure ideal of a nobler life That once seemed possible? Did we not hear The flutter of its wings, and feel it near, And just within our reach? It was! and yet We lost it in this daily jar and fret, And now live idle in a vague regret; But still our place is kept, and it will wait Ready for us to fill it, soon or late. No star is ever lost we once have seen, We always may be what we might have been! Since good, tho only thought, has life and breath— God's life—can always be redeemed from death, And evil, in its nature, is decay, And any hour can blot it all away; The hopes that lost in some far distance seem, May be the truer life—and this the dream. —Adelaide Proctor.