Poems

Gentle strength

when the shadows gather behind youand the valley deepens before your eyes.

In Your eyes

Who taught me right instead of wrong?

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A spiritual approach to healthcare

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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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Gift of God

I thought I had a love,precious,rare,and sweet,that I couldn't live without—a love that would grow throughout time.

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The lantern

A lantern hangs to mark the way,It's lit, but shows no light.
Blessed are the poor in spirit: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Train car crammed with commuters,fresh from showers and toothbrushes,traveling to desktops, phones, and one more dayof trying to understand their bosses' needs—

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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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A spiritual approach to healthcare

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

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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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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In my Father's time

Anxious,prayingdestitutein spirit,begging formy Father's time,unable to findreason or rhymewhy the answerstook forever.

Acceptance

AcceptingThe simplicity of ChristIs hard to do.

Revolution, revelation

Three reminder thoughts for every day,Written on my bathroom mirror.

Snow dawn

Tucked to bed, and snuggled down with holy hope,The farm in darkness sleeps, to dream the coming of the snow,Which, obliging, as if in answer to a prayer,Throughout the night falls floating in celestial silence,The accumulated mercy of so many feathery blessings down,Until the grace of Heaven's vast transforming crownRests lightly as a comforter upon the eager soul of that receptive ground.

Safe as a psalm

In honor of National Poetry Month, a sampling of poems that offer spiritual perspectives.

Evening light

I dismiss myself, spentfrom my cubicled daywhile the winter sky foldsinto layers pink and graysettling downfor the night.