a little poem dedicated to:
Indiana Baha’i Summer School
Lovers of His Light
from whichever vessel It appears,
We are many lamps,
different shades of brilliance,
some farther, some nearer,
we circle around the Center,
intermingle, interact,
sing praises, dance, talk, teach,
swim, play, reflect, learn,
and most of all,
We love one another,
Come in, come in,
Stay with us awhile,
Where else can one go
but to the Land of His Beloved?
Praise God
from Whom all blessings flow!
Doctor Grandma 
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