Poem July 11, 1936 Issue

Communion

GERTRUDE DEANE HOUK

Hast thou grown weary of the lifeless creeds,
Devoid of inspiration, vision, power?
Have prayers importunate, entreating God
For good already here and now bestowed,
Left thee with silent lips and faith grown cold?
Then turn from rituals and empty forms
Unto the holy shrine where Spirit dwells,
And learn the way to worship God aright.
Find here the Church established on the rock
Of Principle divine, where Truth and Love
Abide, and from whose altars constantly
Arise the prayers of understanding faith.
Upon these upward-soaring wings is borne
The healing of all sorrow, sickness, strife.
Baptismal streams of Spirit purify
Thy consciousness of selfishness and sin.
Here taste the bread of Life, and knowing thus
True substance, eat and never hunger more;
Drink of the wine of Truth and Love supreme,
Conferring vision inspirational.
Lift to thy lips the cup of sacrifice,
And on the altar of an unselfed love
Lay human will; then in the sanctuary
Of silent prayer surrender self to God:
When, lo, the touch of Love's descending thoughts
Like angel visitants shall rest on thee.
And then, arise, newborn of Spirit, God;
Go forth to prove the law of Love Supreme
O'er every evil thought, or word, or deed.
Reconsecrate thy consciousness anew
To comforting and healing all mankind.

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