Poem December 18, 1948 Issue

LISTENING TO LEARN THE WAY

Aimee McKinnon

I am listening
When all sense of self is put away,
When fear has fled and error's night
Has been replaced by Love's revealing day,
When with calm trust I know
That God owns every hour,
When I can wait, assured
The Father with His love and power
Maps and marks the willing traveler's way—
A way harmonious, bright, wherein each step is shown,
Because the traveler makes true listening his own.

Aimee McKinnon

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