Poems

KINGDOM WITHOUT END

"AND of his kingdom there shall be no end.

"TALITHA CUMI"

In fearless compassionJesus went with the ruler to his house.

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A spiritual approach to healthcare

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From Freedom from addiction

LOST AND FOUND

I saw that in order to find my life, I had to first lose it—that is, lose all sense of life as material.

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TRUTH'S ETERNAL SPRING

The pure unfolding of a true ideaWith petals formed of deeds of truth and love,When entertained, becomes Love's richest flowerAnd lives to bless beyond the passing hour.

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WISEMEN

The Wisemen long agobrought gifts to Bethlehemof gold and frankincense and myrrhon Christmas Day.

THEY HEAR THE SONG

Church bells are ringing; what do they foretell?

THE MANTLE OF LOVE

Today the earth has been transformed,And every heart was warmedTo witness, in the morning light,Beauty that fell in dark of night.

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Shared reflections

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Anthology of classic articles III

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From Pregnancy and childbirth

For expectant mothers

The more fully we accept the spiritual nature of birth, the more effortlessly we can demonstrate that nothing has occurred from which one needs to recover.

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From Freedom from addiction

LOST AND FOUND

I saw that in order to find my life, I had to first lose it—that is, lose all sense of life as material.

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GOD WILLING

Deo volente too often has meantThat misery and grief from heaven are sent.

THE FOURTH GOSPEL

He sits in quiet thought, and by his sideA young disciple listens till he speaks:"They do not tell enough.

AT A READING ROOM

No dimness here, but rather Truth's clear lightIllumes the printed page with clarityThat drives away the darkness of the nightOf ignorance and fear and sets men freeTo master their own weaknesses and findNew joy, new courage, health, and peace of mind.

LAMP IN THE NIGHT

Deep the yearningOf the heart learning,Tired of grief.

PRODIGAL

Why do I sit beside the dusty roadWaiting for strength to lift againThis weary load of care?

"TOUCH NOT THE UNCLEAN THING"

I will not have a will to call my own;Thy will is mine, and mine is Thine alone.