Poem September 30, 2019 Issue

Spiritward

H. Fish

Moving Spiritward can never
Put us at odds with our neighbor.
By drawing near our Father-Mother
We find all Love, only good,
Producing no loss or error.

And as each ventures forward
In their highest sense of right,
I see our spiritual source the same:
We’re brothers and we’re sisters,
All children born of Light.

Christ said the way is narrow
That leads to blissful heaven.
So we can delight in sharing the road:
Walking arm in arm, shoulder to shoulder,
Rejoicing with our brethren.

—H. Fish

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