[Written for the Sentinel]

Dawning Faith

The teacher said:

"You children all so very good have been,
The Scripture lesson you yourselves may choose,
Then perfectly repeat the sacred text."
"And may I really learn the one I love
The best in all the Book?" a maiden said
With trembling lip and eyes aglow with light.
"Ah, then I know the chapter mine shall be."
The teacher, smiling, asked: "And which is it
You love so well? What lesson does it teach?"
A moment's pause: "The angel with the book!"
And when the day for recitation came,
The story of those verses then she told
Unfalteringly, and questioning asked:
"Is it all true? How could he place his feet
On sea and land at once, and never fall?
If I could see that angel, I would ask
That I might read his 'little book,' and know
What made him cry aloud as lions roar,
And why his garment should be like a cloud.
I want to see the rainbow on his head.
Can I, oh, can I find him anywhere?"

Long years have passed.
The child to woman grown has found her quest,
Has seen that angel with the "little book"
Standing 'twixt earth and heaven, on land and sea,
With hands uplifted to the shining stars,
Uttering the voices of those thunders seven
Of things which John in isle of Patmos saw,—
God's finished mystery, the Word revealed
In Christian Science, making all things new.

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