Poems

Unfoldment

He worshiped at Minerva's shrine, and drankFull deep at the Pierian spring.

Omnipresence

There is a quiet hush at early mornBefore the noises of the day are born,When skies grow pink; a little wandering breezeJust stirs the branches of the nodding trees;While through the gentle quiet may be heardThe morning note of some new-wakened bird.

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Shared reflections

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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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Babylon (The Gate of God)

Oh , weary ones who sit by rivers full of memories past,Your gladness fled, your hopes seem dead, your tears are flowing fast,

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No Night

Here in the clear sweet morning lightWhere are the cares that thronged the night?

Revelation

To-day I faltered;But Love placed beside my handA rose,That I might touch the petals,Breathe its fragrance,Rich with a message from His garden fair.

Launch Out!

Launch out into the deep,Fear not, nor doubt;His hand upholds thee,His love enfolds thee,Launch out!

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A spiritual approach to healthcare

Listen to this Sentinel Watch series on a spiritual approach to healthcare.

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Where is God when bad things happen?

Have you ever asked yourself where God is when you’re faced with bad news? We invite you to listen to each episode and discover ideas that spark hope and inspiration.

From Conquering hate, enthroning peace

Love's triumph over hate

How can we love when others hate? Prayerful turning to God, divine Love, with the earnest desire to express His qualities under all circumstances will give us strength and ability to do right.

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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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Our Homeland

A fair and unknown country lies before,One which our mortal feet can ne'er explore.

An Angel Song

I know the way, I cried, I know!Up, up I ran—untilA waymark cautioned me: This isThe path of human will.

To a Friend

God love thee, dear,And speak to thee;Touch thee with His fire;Unfold in thee the richness of thy being;Give thee thy desire:Fine loveliness, strong joy, rare purity—All that now thou art in Mind, so may it be!

Building

I builded me an house.

Surrender

When thou canst say, and truly mean it,E'en though with bitter tearsAnd aching heart,"Thy will be done,"And look away from the materialInto the singing presence of thy God,Thou shalt find light and peace and plentyAnd rapture such as thou hast never dreamed,And the radiance of His unalterable beingWill illumine every simplest act of thine.

Gratitude

How wonderful, that God is here,That Life and Love are ever nearTo lift the mists of mortal sense,And bring to light Omnipotence!