Poem June 30, 1934 Issue

True Vision

MILES BUCKSTON WATTS

I could not understand the reason why
The world was sad and full of bitterness;
What meant the ceaseless rushing to and fro
Of mortals, catching at a fleeting glimpse
Of that they thought spelled happiness complete,
Though, having caught it, saw it swiftly dashed
In pieces 'neath their eyes. I longed to find
The way to make a happier world than this,
Where men could live without the constant dread
Of failure, lack, depression, and the like,
Spending their time in striving to acquire
Mere things, which ne'er can give a lasting joy.
Show me the way, I prayed; and to my prayer
There came response, ineffably benigh
And loving, lifting me above the stress
Of mortal thought and struggle to attain:
Seek first the heavenly kingdom and aspire
To Spirit's status, Godlike qualities;
Love, joy, and peace, long-suffering, gentleness,
Goodness and faith, meekness and temperance.
Strive to acquire all these, and thou shalt find
That all things thou dost need will added be.
Thus thou wilt enter heaven's quiet sanctuary,
The sin-free consciousness, which dwells within.
Thy brethren too must strive these traits to gain,
So shall God's kingdom 'stablished be on earth.
His children, Spirit's likeness, do express
And find their peace and home, obeying Love.
I will be true, I cried, and straightway turned
To bear the angelic message to mankind
Of their sole birthright, harmony divine.

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