Poems

Bricks without straw! What more sadistic or inhuman law could cruelty impose? Yet out of grief's white ashes there arose undying flame of courage to go forward in His name. No fleshpot worth the cost of further degradation.

Like Abram, we too hear God's stirring call: "Look from .

I like to think of God as Principle, Divine foundation upon which to raise The structure of my life, invincible. From boundless base to heights I lift my gaze.

There was a glory in the Master's work; A power and presence glowed in all he wrought. His healing, law, but also tender love, The deep compassion that he felt and taught.

When I read those Bible verses. Written long ago, How one man saved a city Besieged by a mighty foe, And afterevents tasted bitter That friends and neighbors forgot His wisdom stopped their fall, Their defeat, and a slave's hard lot, How I wished I could find and tell him That for more than two thousand years Others, through his inspiration Have conquered their foes and their fears!

Bewildered , frightened, bowed, is this the plight of man who stood in beauty on that day when God swept clouds of chaos all away and gave that great command, "Let there be light"? He then bestowed on man the royal right to bear his Father's image and to sway the lives of all the breathing things that play mid sunlit trees or in deep ocean's night. Dear Father-Mother God help us to see the man of Thy creating in each other, finding in primal innocence and bliss, beyond the mask of mortal mockery, our Father's son and the beloved brother we knew in the prelusive Word of Genesis.

" I have seen thy face," O glorified! I saw no mortal feature there, no pride, false pity, envy, fear; only love as clear and pure as jasper stone. Eternal goodness blooms and plays within our common being, free from dreams, and kin to God alone.

I am conscious of a calm, peaceful presence; A will which is undeviating, A pervading influence which knows no opposition. I feel an unchanging awareness of Love! A voice not heard by ear Imparts to me that I am beloved, complete, pure.

Two Marys saw the risen Christ, Beheld in dawn's dim ray The proof of deathless Life and Love That wondrous Easter day. We too have seen the risen Christ In radiant light revealed; His ever-presence we attest Through sin and sickness healed.

God gives me patience, When my need is great, To cease from willful planning And to wait Till human will has lost its stranglehold; Then see with clarity His plan unfold.