A Prayer

As trees reach upward silently to meet the skies,
So let my holy aspirations rise,
That I may find my selfhood true at one with Thee;
And keep my thoughts, dear Love divine, as free
As "birds, that soar and sing;"*
So shalt Thou give me strength to loose the bonds
Of sense that seem to cling
To human consciousness. I am Thy child beloved,
Divinely led; so let me claim
My birthright of allegiance to Thy name.
Thus, as I walk and talk with Thee in Mind alone,
I shall rejoice that Thou dost claim me as Thine own.

*Poems, by Mary Baker Eddy, page 6.

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