As I wander on my solitary path, deep in thought, I gaze about, yet see nothing. I am lost, blinded in a mist of realism. I trudge along doing what is required, not knowing why I am here, what I am doing, or where I am going. As I gaze at the stars it suddenly becomes clear to me, as though a fog had lifted. For the first time I begin to see things for what they are.

These celestial bodies are many, too numerous to count. But then, so are people, and each has his own problems, trials and tribulations.

When looking at these testaments of the greatness of the Almighty, a plan is seen. Oh, not very definite at first, but there is a an unmistakable order there. Further examination of this vast panorama reveals a deeper, far reaching plan. The bright constellations are but nova's, destined to fade to obscurity. Now the steady faithful, small ones come twinkling through. These are the truly important ones because they complete and add fullness to the view. They reassure you; they are always there.

So it is with life. There is an over-reaching plan where each must play his part to make it full and complete. It is expansive, encompassing everyone, no matter how small and unimportant he may seem. Those seeking earthly fame are the novas - bright for awhile slowly fading to nullity. The others, the steady and faithful, will come shining through, prepared to receive therir eternal rewards.

Ellen Mirr '64.