Poems

LIGHT

As when through sullen storm clouds sunshine fallsRevealing realms beyond the tempest's night,Where shines the radiant splendor of the lightThat floods the heaven's illimitable halls,Or, in the early morn, a bird's voice callsTo herald by his song, serene and bright,The coming glory of the dawn, not quiteApparent yet above the garden walls,

WINDOWS OF HEAVEN

If it is infinite, how then controlBy human methods the supply of Soul?

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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MAN'S DIVINE HERITAGE

Man's divine heritage as the son of God is not a promise, but is the present fact; it is one's true state of being.

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THE CUP

Dear God, the voice of melody is mute!The brimming cup is drained and empty now.

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THE CHURCH SERVICE

Here in the holy place that Love designs,Thou, God, dost tenderly unfold Thy will.

SPREADING THE LIGHT

Let us find in holy thoughtThe secret place,Where light of Truth reveals to usThe Father's grace,

ESTABLISHING OUR DAY

When we waken in the morningAnd establish well our day,We can feel Love's ever-presenceAs we listen, work, and pray.

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These books healed me

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Changing your world

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MAN'S DIVINE HERITAGE

Man's divine heritage as the son of God is not a promise, but is the present fact; it is one's true state of being.

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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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RIGHT UNFOLDMENT

Be patient!Do not fret because as yetyou have not seenGod's plan unfold.

AFFLUENCE

Not what we are by human birthOr race or creed or nation,But what we claim of Spirit firstAnd prove through demonstration.

NEWBORN

Here in our heartsThe Way is found.

BOUNDLESS

Let the circle of my loveBe so pure, so deep, so wide,That in its joyous, radiant reachNothing shall be left outside.

IT IS MY HEART THAT SINGS

Although I know no music,No accent weak or strong,The rhythm of the heartFlows out into a song

REFLECTION

The wood, the mountain, and the tree,Reflected in the quiet lake.