Poems

INDIVIDUALITY

The snowflakes with their intricate designsIn splendor fall upon my lifted cheek,And, contemplating varied crystal lines,I marvel that each flake is still unique.

FROM DARKNESS TO LIGHT

In the darkness of the night,To Love we turn.

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From Living the Lord's Prayer

'OUR FATHER ...'

The Lord's Prayer sparks the recognition that divine Love is always with us.

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THE TIDE OF LOVE

There is a tideOf heavenly, holy knowingForever flowingFrom a boundless source.

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AFTER PENIEL

When we, like Jacob, struggle through the nightTo reach a sense of God's protecting care,Let us persist until the dawning lightOf Truth reveals the answer to our prayer.

SUNDAY SCHOOL HOUR

Here in this hourWe meet in Love's embrace:Give us, dear God, the graceTo know ourselves all taught of Thee.

"AS BIRDS FLYING"

Praise God for the joyof a fleeting glimpseof Truth, like the flashof sunlight on white wingssoaring, solitaryin cloudless air!

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From Freedom from addiction

LOST AND FOUND

I saw that in order to find my life, I had to first lose it—that is, lose all sense of life as material.

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From Faculties indestructible

MAN'S DIVINE HERITAGE

Man's divine heritage as the son of God is not a promise, but is the present fact; it is one's true state of being.

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IN SEEKING GOD

His glory is not seen with mortal eyes;No undiscerning ear Mind's voice has heard.

MERCY

How blessed to receiveA brother's mercy toward some blunderOf one's own, regretted poignantly.

ASSURANCE

Be silent, sense, and let pure Spirit speakThe message that will ease the burdened heart.

HARVEST

We are the harvesters of light,Obeying Love's commands;We garner with our chastened hearts—Not with impatient hands.

FAN IN HAND

For winnowing of useless chaffFrom sound, substantial wheat,A fan is wielded patientlyTill harvest be complete.

HEALING

No need to ask Love's willingness to heal,Nor, fearful, question why, or when, or how.