Poem July 22, 1961 Issue

SPIRITUAL DISCERNMENT

Penelope Ann Siebelts

The Master saw no mortal eyes
Yearning for correction,
But steadfastly beheld Love's child
Expressed in Love's perfection.

Saul rose above the mortal view,
Blind to Soul's demands,
And joyously received his sight
Obeying God's commands.

We too must lift our eyes to see
Man one with the all-seeing,
Reflecting vision constantly,
Beholding perfect Being.

Penelope Ann Siebelts

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