THE POETRY OF SHARON CHURCH  (by members, circa mid-1960's)
Let the church bells cry
And the heavens proclaim;
The angels join hands above,
And sing of the splendor
Adorning the heart -
The flaming peace of pure love.
Calm prevails; the storm is not,
Sweet music echoes the air,
And out of life comes one sure hope:
Love is always there.
Susan Cornman   June 1965