Poems

With infinite wisdom my Father has led me Through the dark valley and up the steep road, And when I have stumbled, His hand has upheld me, Bringing me comfort and easing the load. With infinite patience my Father has taught me, Lifting my thought above pain and distress, And when I am listening the message comes clearly, "Lo, I am with you, to heal and to bless.

God must reveal Christ, Truth, within the heart, For Truth is never found by human art. No occult sense reveals what Spirit knows, No supernatural power Truth's gift bestows.

Oh , may each heart with joy now overflow With happiness that comes from sharing good. Gladness to see another find the way— A smile of gratitude, a song of praise.

Deep in a forest wilderness we found an opening where a lake lay narrowly between two rising cliffs. These cliffs gave back to us a double echo when we called.

Life is complete: from the first leaf's flush To the year's autumnal tracery— Lush green and crimson unite as one Sweet overflow; perennial Is all the joy and fruitage of God's man. Today is forever ours, This day is forever dawning, The light that forever flowers into everlasting morning, The Life forever brightening In one eternal span.

Whether we worship in some quiet church Far from the scream of shattering bombs and shells, Or bow our heads in some bare Quonset hut Whose shining cross its message sweetly tells— Whether at home or in some lonely place With chilling snows, or mud, or flowering sod Near battle lines, where strong and weak men kneel And, unashamed, confess their need of God— Whether we have no chance to meet apart In church or home or trench, oh, let us know It matters not the time, the place, the need, So long as we keep Easter in the heart.

Man is not graded in categories of fitness By letter and number. As perfect expression of Mind, Reflecting divine completeness, man is always In the fullness of health and with vigor unconfined.

Crown ! Symbol of might, Of sovereignty and power. Unbroken circle which chastely tells The mandate of Love, Noble diadem which focuses The accomplishment of law! Crown of Love— Not something won and worn And then discarded In a moment of hate, of fear, Of righteous indignation, Where thought stoops down To grapple with a dream.

Here are the treasured jewels of Spirit's giving: See how this bright one sparkles in the light. Does not its splendor woo you from your sadness As would a child dancing in delight? Strangely enough, men sometimes fail to see it Until, when great adversities destroy Their fondest dreams, they look from earth to heaven And find this holy prize.

O God , Thou art my Life; I will trust in Thee and not be afraid. Thou art Life everlasting, enfolding all Thy creation; I am safe in Thy love.