"Shepherd, show me ..."*

not them
how to go;
not why, but how:
for I desire to rise above fear,
to ascend beyond valley's shadow,
and see as You see,
know as You know,
to understand I am
as You are; to discover
the unencumbered strides
of an exploring child—
for I've always truly been,
always will be, and am now,
Your perfect child.

*See Poems by Mary Baker Eddy, p. 14.

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