Poems

Because God is, I am. Because God does, I can.

unencumbered man does not rise phoenixlike from the ashes of mortality into a bright new day— but radiates constantly at the center of Soul's allness man has never had dual citizenship in the lands of Spirit and matter— he is not lost and then found sick and then well mortal and then divine— but exists at the standpoint of changeless perfection conception immaculately perceived Richard Howard.

Love—You've done it all the reaching out the lifting up the father/mothering .

O weary sense—be still! Whenever things pile up and up it's time to take a oneness break with You, dear Father-Mother. It's time to shift my weight back in the scale of Spirit, to identify myself as Your loved child, right now abiding in heaven, harmony.

Songs without music? Silence—yet heard? Sentenceless thoughts, Lord? Prayer without words? Like hurricane's eye, Ideas evolve with Mind at the center— Paradox solved! Roy Jacob Jordan.

are simply truths already known, to infinite Mind— and newly revealed to individual consciousness. Vicki Furgatch.

There are not found that returned to give glory to God, save this stranger (Luke 17:18) But one returned in gratitude. One stranger leaving nine.

I asked myself: "Have you ever been jealous of Jesus? "Have you ever felt a sharp thrust of envy as you consider the uniqueness of his career, his purity, his power?" Decidedly not. Rather have I felt inspired, gratified, satisfied, by the Christly dominion of his experience.

On the plain of Shinar I built a tower to myself; it brought nothing but confusion. With Jonah I was disobedient, and fled.

That was a sad trip you took into a far country where the very glamour that you sought finally left you empty. Not lavish feasts nor husks shared with swine could ever satisfy your real desires.