Poem April 18, 1931 ISSUE

The City Christian Science Reading Room

ANNA EMANUEL WILLIAMS

There is a quiet sanctuary of peaceWhere all may enter in. Nor rite nor creedCan legislate its laws; but 'tis a roomOf gentle silence, where no doubt or gloomDoth find access, for there is joy, indeed,A haven that from sorrow brings release.

Dear Reading Room! how helpful and how kindThe tender welcome that your silence gives!There all may read the Holy Bible's storeOf precious knowledge, that was hid before.Through Christian Science man hath found he livesIn sweet communion with the only Mind.

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