Poems

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

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles or download the audio.

From Overcoming grief

What death does not do

We go on gaining moment by moment in the understanding that God is the only real Life.

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REFLECTION

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

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A PRAYER

Come with the dawn and bless me as I wake!Into my waiting heart pour living thought.

THE BEAUTY OF LOVE

Where did the dreary darkness go,where flew the taunts of fear?

THE HOREB HEIGHT OF TRUTH

Looking through the lens of ScienceMagnifies the distant scene—Mountain of our exultationManifested and serene.

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A spiritual approach to mental health

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on mental health—and find hope, even healing.

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Shared reflections

Listen to this inspiring collection of articles or download the audio.

From Overcoming grief

What death does not do

We go on gaining moment by moment in the understanding that God is the only real Life.

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From Church

The demand for church

I like to think of each church that grows up in a community as that community's answered prayer for the presence of the saving Christ—the message of God's love for humanity.

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LOVE'S MESSAGE

Does the load seem heavy,And the way seem slow?

HARVEST CALL

God's sowers see the fields as white,Though shadowed through the depth of night.

REVIVAL

Bright rainbow! God's own symbolOf everlasting lovePresents a perfect circleWhen seen from high above.

IN A READING ROOM

Here , in this quiet room Love dwells,That "period love" which fear dispels;And here to troubled hearts peace comesWith healing balm,And eyes tear-dimmed grow bright and glowAs vision clears to seeMan's heritage of sonship to the perfect One.

SOUNDPROOF

There is no tumult in the sun'sSure rising, its visual ascent,Or in earth's swift, rotating runs—All noiseless, orderly, unspent.

SAFEKEEPING

Our God is good to Israel,To all who make His Word their choice.