Poem December 1, 1951 Issue

MY REVELATION

Adelaide Van Landingham

I may not use my brother's sight
To see my path ahead;
I need to see by Truth's clear light,
Not borrow light instead.

My brother's robe I may not wear,
His vision call my own;
For my experience and growth
Must come through Mind alone.

And though I clasp my brother's hand
And in his love rejoice,
I need to follow Love divine
And heed my Father's voice.

When revelation thus unfolds
Direct from God to me,
I work my own salvation out
And see reality.

Adelaide Van Landingham

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