Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

 other time. I cannot readily account for this feeling. Assuredly my conception of the Great Spirit is not of a blustery roaring power, - quite the opposite, in fact. Perhaps it is because, awestricken by its beauty our souls are opened up as at no other time, and we feel greater sensations and think profounder thoughts. There can be nothing of the common everyday muck on our minds during such a spectacle. Our consciousness is washed clean and is able to receive thoughts which on other occasions would