Poem May 19, 1997 Issue

Wilderness experience*

Toni Spare Alexander

New territory,
No maps—
Not even a star to chart a course by.

Many paths,
No signs—
How to find the right way?

This path promising, but dim,
That way brighter, but questionable ...

If ... only ... a ... clue ...

The longer I pursued elusive answers,
The later the hour ...
The darker the paths became.

So, quietly, I listened in the dark.
Suddenly, a voice from heaven:
"This is the way, walk ye in it."Isa. 30:21.

I had to turn around to see the Light—
To see God's plan for me—
But, there it was!
And an angel pointing the way.

*In Science and Health, Mary Baker Eddy defines wilderness as "loneliness; doubt; darkness. Spontaneity of thought and idea; the vestibule in which a material sense of things disappears, and spiritual sense unfolds the great facts of existence" (p. 597).

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