Poems

The Difference

It may have been a dream—but beautiful at first:I found myself upon a breezy eminenceAt sunrise; and the hill was one great flashing opalIn the bright morning sun, blushing resplendentlyBeneath his passionate June kisses; and the oaksThat crowned the hill stretched out their glist'ning, pleadingarmsFor more—and more—and more.

Sonnet

Because as Christ willed I have tried to wing'Bove earth to seek Life's steady-burning light,Men sneer, and curse me as a leper-blightOn holy rights, call me apostate King,And stone me with their thoughts of hate, and flingMe from their hearts, and in despiteMy proofs of truth still with a pagan mightThey crucify my heaven-endeavoring.

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Mary Baker Eddy: Her enduring discovery

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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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The Eternal Now

I sat me down to write a lineMy thoughts went back one year,When Nature's sun had ceased to shineAnd life had lost its cheer.

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Mary Magdalene

In her last ministry of love, the MagdaleneStands hopeless, weeping at the Saviour's empty grave,Yet by her side the Master stands unseen,Not lost, not gone, not dead, but mighty still to save.

Sonnet

Why ape the ways of blindly-followed precedentThat barriers all roads to eternityWhen veils of fatuous hypocrisyBy one great mind have long in shreds been rent?
When pa gets sick he always knowsHe's gonter die and Tommy goesFor Dr.

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Anthology of classic articles

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Anthology of classic articles

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From Pregnancy and childbirth

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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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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The Way

Bare was the cross, and gray,But in the dreary province of the tombThe body of our Saviour lay,Awaiting resurrection from its gloom.

Prayer

Dear God my heart inclines to Thee,Help me to know Thy living Way;For Thou art Light dispelling gloomRevealing an eternal day.

Stanzas on Freedom

Men! whose boast it is that yeCome of fathers brave and free,If there breathe on earth a slaveAre ye truly free and brave?

Watch and Pray

When in temptation's darkest hour,I heard the Saviour say:"Watch when the clouds around thee lower,Be faithful, watch, and pray.

If

If men would cease to worryAnd women cease to sigh,Doctors would have to plod afootInstead of riding by.

A Prophecy

I CHANT the world on my western sea.