Lake Kalamalka
A Poem by Sara Newton
1951
Deep! Deep shadows in
the Lake,
Mirrored dwellings
there I see—
And lovely gardens
duplicate,
And snow-capped hills
new colours take,
And grey blue clouds in
the waters below,
Drifting along,—as the
warm winds blow,
Wonderful depths and
clearness blue,
Do they bring a message
to you?
Of when we shall see
through
A gladsome tear:—
When our souls are
clear
Like the mirrored Lake,
And shadows pass when in
Heaven we wake.
Sara Newton
Okanagan Historical Society
Report 15:143 1951
And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.
And he that sat upon the throne said, Behold, I make all things new.
Revelation 21:4-5
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