Caption by Elder Delmer Wilson. Among the thousands of pictures taken by Elder Delmer Wilson are many of the lake, especially this particular view of Loons' Point. Apparently, he saw more than the clouds and pines in the reflective waters of Sabbathday Lake.
For other members of the community, the lake was a timeless, unchanging reference point. This sentiment is eloquently expressed in the following verses from a poem by Sister Aurelia Mace:
The years rolled by, the village grew
The mighty forests fell.
You saw the steeple rise afar,
You heard the Sabbath bell.
You heard the whistle of the train
Upon its iron rails.
The wilderness was all aglow
Along the hills and dales.
O lovely lake, I walk thy shores,
This calm midsummer day,
And muse on wonders thus hast seen
In ages passed away.
