Poems

Freedom

Helen Grannis Sanborn

God causes no toomuchness,no time to bend under a load of matter-musts,no need to knuckle under to finite sense.

This is not a night to be betraying the ChristTo wander off into wide ways of destructionin search of something more worldly,more conservative, more silveredwith human approvalthan deep prayers in a dim garden.

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Yes, there is always a garden

Angela Sarah A'Court

Did you know Gethsemane was a garden?

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Consolation

Mary Kephart

My friend,you need no words,no poems,no tomes,to be immortal.

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First thoughts

Patricia Netherwood

Does morning bringoverwhelming choiceor the Father's voice?

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Fruit of understanding

Margaret Singleton Decker

There came a day I understoodthe often unquenched thirstof heart, a seeming lack of goodfrom first things not put first.

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The right answer

Lucy Chambers Karwell

Am I going to acceptthe clatter of matter,diagnose just how it came,dignify its nonsensewith a name?

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"Immortal cravings"*

Marty E. Burwell

Cannot be fed by nouvelle cuisinematerial statusor yet another trip,for the heart's deeper yearnings arefed only by the bread of Life,the practical understanding of Truth,the angel food of Love,which change the base ofthought and life from flesh to Spirit,nudging life ever upwardtoward the ever-at-homespiritual idea forever at onewith the all-embracingFather-Mother God.

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To the wakeful one

Mary Elizabeth Leever

If in the past-midnight darkness nagging unhealedworries angers fearssorrows pains doubtsfrom which your up-and-at-'em/off-and-runningdaytime busying successfully (you thought)cloaked and shielded younow—unbidden—prick you to uneasyall-unwilling half-awakeness,why lingerwallowing, drifting, resisting, postponinginevitable confrontationthe active Christ in you demands?

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A little prayer

Victor G. Lewis

Ah, patient God,if we but knewwith deeper consciousnesshow good You are, how true,that we might bind ourselveswith stronger tiesto Love's great heart.