Each One-His Beautiful Child

God knows no matter, weight, or height,
No favored color of skin or hair,
For Him there is no skin of black
Or white or brown or red or fair.
No one too short, no one too tall.
There's only lasting true delight—
Beauty of Spirit, Life, for all.

So let your eyes be bright and shine.
And mirror forth the Love divine.
Since any vessel is too small
To keep so infinite an all
Of happiness and harmony,
Now let it flow and you feel free.
You represent the noblest nation,
Knowing yourself as God's relation.

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Climbing the Mountain
September 12, 1977

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