Clare Bryden, in her blog today, mentioned Woodbine Willy who is commemorated on 8th March in the Anglican church. He was a chaplain on the western front during the first war and wrote quite a bit of poetry. There were several which I really enjoyed. Here is just one:

SET YOUR AFFECTIONS
ON THINGS ABOVE

HOW far above the things of earth
      Is Christ at God's right hand?
How far above yon snowy peaks
      Do His white angels stand?

Must we fare forth to seek a world
      Beyond that silent star?
Forsake these dear familiar homes
      And climb the heights--How far?

As far as meaning is from speech,
      As beauty from a rose,
As far as music is from sound,
      As poetry from prose,

As far as art from cleverness,
      As painting is from paints,
As far as signs from sacraments,
      As Pharisees from Saints,

As far as love from friendship is,
      As reason is from Truth,
As far as laughter is from joy,
      And early years from youth,

As far as love from shining eyes,
      As passion from a kiss,
So far is God from God's green earth,
      So far that world from this.