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I wandered out in fields on starlit night,
clutching fear in tightly rounded fist,
thinking I’d find peacefulness in flight,
and give up fruitless efforts to persist.
Crossing stubbled field, by need possessed,
with lighted sentinels etched across the sky,
I slowed my pace, scooped stillness to my breast,
and stood there Soul-filled, uttering no cry.
My heart voiced wordlessly a prayerful song,
while facing still the row of blackened trees,
“Oh! Thank you for the place where I belong!”
I knew God’s grace, and bowed to bended knees.
Then looking up, I saw His answer bloom:
There is no holding back Truth’s light above.
As radiance broke through the curtained gloom,
I silently released all fears to Love.
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From the readers
Donald Sturbelle, Penny Hardy, Russell Whittaker
Why should a person diagnosed as having an incurable disease read a Christian Science magazine?
Consider a spiritual approach to change
The heavenly record
‘By my God have I leaped over a wall’
Frederick James Campbell
Healing inspiration from ‘The Way’
Mary Beth Cox
‘Thank you, God!’
No more asthma
Quick healing after a fall
Healing of cold symptoms
David A. Cornell
Soul’s tender ever-message
In the giving season, a special act of charity
The Monitor’s Editorial Board
Liz Butterfield Wallingford
When the mist lifts