Poems

Upward

One foot upOne foot downOne foot forwardOne on the ground.

A mother's stand for health

Open now my eyes to seethe glory of the Lord in thee.

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Anthology of classic articles III

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From Overcoming grief

What death does not do

We go on gaining moment by moment in the understanding that God is the only real Life.

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Living love

I asked myselfdid I pray todaynot for myself alonebut for all along the way?

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Light breaks through

Father, help me to see that material senseis never what it seems,that fear, depression, mental doubtsare elements of dreams.

Never less than beautiful

Beautiful child of GodSustained by the infinite One,Enkindled by gifts of graceInspired by creative Mind.

"Go, and sin no more"*

I have not done in a smile's agewhat can be considered a great good;yet here I am standing in the midstbeing forgiven, and understood.

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A spiritual approach to mental health

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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 Conquering hate, enthroning peace

Love's triumph over hate

How can we love when others hate? Prayerful turning to God, divine Love, with the earnest desire to express His qualities under all circumstances will give us strength and ability to do right.

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A petition's answer

Lift up my thought, O God, to TheeThat I may view reality:A new heaven and new earth mine to see,A present, profound possibility.

Wait

Patiently, I have waited for the Lord's blessings.

Stilling the storm

A sudden stormOf distress and pain;Waves of doubtMade hope seem vain.

How Love floods in!

If good were limited—Enough for just a few—Our choice might beTo limit all we do.

There is a right way out

There is a right way out.

Thanks, Mom!

With waking thought And childlike voice Gently calling— "Dear Mother, Love, What must I do?