Happy New Year from George MacDonald

I’ve got to put this out there—the very last entry of George MacDonald’s 365 poems that whirl together like a cosmic wheel to transform each day of the year. This one needs no further introduction or commentary.

December Thirty-One

Go, my beloved children, live your life,
Wounded, faint, bleeding, never yield the strife.
Stunned, fallen-awake, arise, and fight again,
Before you victory stands, with shining train
Of hopes not credible until they are.
Beyond morass and mountain swells the star
Of perfect love—the home of longing heart and brain.

—George MacDonald, Diary of an Old Soul

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