Poems

The Tempest

"Be still," dear mortal, tossed and triedAll night by self-inflicted woesUpon life's Galilean sea.

The New Year

Farewell , old year, farewell!Go on thy way, and tellTo high and low,With rhythmic flow,That all is well.

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A spiritual approach to mental health

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

From Safety

A safe refuge

Trust in God opens the door to a safe refuge, always available and always at hand.

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Christian Love

True love of man and woman,The God-inspired and human,Athrob with wakened fiery beatTo smooth the paths of weary feet;Like pulses of the mobile airThou art a life-fount everywhere.

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The Awakening

WHAT matters where my body dwellsIf but my thoughts are high?

Cheer Up

Cheer up! The sky is bluerThan it was a year ago;The very smiles are gladderAnd have a richer glow;The raining and the sunshineAre helping you and me—The world is growing betterThan it ever used to be.

A Song of Thanksgiving

New-winged with truth, as never winged before—The Master's truth, reborn these latter days—Thanksgiving anthems ring from shore to shoreAround the pendant world, with joy and praise.

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Shared reflections

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A spiritual approach to healthcare

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

From Safety

A safe refuge

Trust in God opens the door to a safe refuge, always available and always at hand.

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From Place

"The secret place of the most High"

We learn in Christian Science that God is infinite Truth, Life, and Love and that He imparts to His creation only that which is completely beneficial.

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"Inasmuch as ye have done it unto me"

O God , behold my open hands:Place Thou my work within;They emptied are of earthly gainAnd pleasurings of sin.

Little Words

"Yes, you did, too!""I did not!"Thus the little quarrel started,Thus, by unkind little words,Two fond friends were parted.

Life Quatrains

Seeing.

Windows

Windows each, if our hearts be true,Are we to the hearts about us;Lighting the shades of their cold, gray worldWhich were dreary and dark without us.

The Dewdrop

What is that chaste, that sparkling thing,Which to the rose at dawn doth cling,And nestled near its throbbing breastPlays ardent lover while a guest?

To a Waterfowl

Whither, midst falling dew,While glow the heavens with the last steps of day,Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursueThy solitary way?