<h2><SPAN name="page40"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>THE SUPERWOMAN</h2>
<p class="poetry"><span class="smcap">What</span> will the
superwoman be, of whom we sing—<br/>
She who is coming over the dim border<br/>
Of Far To-morrow, after earth’s disorder<br/>
Is tidied up by Time? What will she bring<br/>
To make life better on tempestuous earth?<br/>
How will her worth<br/>
Be greater than her forbears? What new power<br/>
Within her being will burst into flower?</p>
<p class="poetry">She will bring beauty, not the transient
dower<br/>
Of adolescence which departs with youth—<br/>
But beauty based on knowledge of the truth<br/>
Of its eternal message and the source<br/>
Of all its potent force.<br/>
Her outer being by the inner thought<br/>
Shall into lasting loveliness be wrought.</p>
<p class="poetry"><SPAN name="page41"></SPAN><span class="pagenum">p.
41</span>She will bring virtue; but it will not be<br/>
The pale, white blossom of cold chastity<br/>
Which hides a barren heart. She will be
human—<br/>
Not saint or angel, but the superwoman—<br/>
Mother and mate and friend of superman.</p>
<p class="poetry">She will bring strength to aid the larger
Plan,<br/>
Wisdom and strength and sweetness all combined,<br/>
Drawn from the Cosmic Mind—<br/>
Wisdom to act, strength to attain,<br/>
And sweetness that finds growth in joy or pain.</p>
<p class="poetry">She will bring that large virtue,
self-control,<br/>
And cherish it as her supremest treasure.<br/>
Not at the call of sense or for man’s
pleasure<br/>
Will she invite from space an embryo soul,<br/>
To live on earth again in mortal fashion,<br/>
Unless love stirs her with divinest passion.</p>
<p class="poetry">To motherhood she will bring common
sense—<br/>
That most uncommon virtue. She will give<br/>
Love that is more than she-wolf violence<br/>
(Which slaughters others that its own may live).</p>
<p class="poetry"><SPAN name="page42"></SPAN><span class="pagenum">p.
42</span>Love that will help each little tendril mind<br/>
To grow and climb;<br/>
Love that will know the lordliest use of Time<br/>
In training human egos to be kind.</p>
<p class="poetry">She will be formed to guide, but not to
lead—<br/>
Leaders are ever lonely—and her sphere<br/>
Will be that of the comrade and the mate,<br/>
Loved, loving, and with insight fine and clear,<br/>
Which casts its searchlight on the course of fate,<br/>
And to the leaders says, ‘Proceed’ or
‘Wait.’</p>
<p class="poetry">And best of all, she will bring holy faith<br/>
To penetrate the shadowy world of death,<br/>
And show the road beyond it, bright and broad,<br/>
That leads straight up to God.</p>
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