Poems

Awareness of the Father's ever-presence Engendered by man's thought enthroned in good Brings power, peace, and joy unfettered; It liberates and breathes true brotherhood. Become aware of each one's pre-existence, Of man's eternal likeness to his God.

O blessed hour, Culmination of daily study And evidence of spiritual growth! Reformed the sinner, Vanquished disease once thought incurable By the power of Truth Ever availing and ever available. Such the proof of full salvation Through the study of the written Word With key elucidating.

The little waves lap on a quiet shore. The busy crowds of old Capernaum Are silent now.

To Thy praise and glory May this song be sung. O Father-Mother God, Loving One.

Fishers of men, you said; and here we fish For finned and scaly creatures of the sea. So deep my darkness now I all but wish I had not seen the light you showed to me.

In qualities and disposition rare Young Joseph doubtless was superior To all his brothers so said human sense. He dreamed his brethren would bow down to him.

Over Antonia tower the stars hung low, As though to pierce with their Judean light The cheerless cell where Peter lay in chains, Guarded by Roman soldiery. Already James had been slain to appease the incited Jews, And at tomorrow's dawn the prisoner's fate Would be decreed by Herod.

Who was Malachi? Shepherd? Prophet? Statesman? Who can say?— Voicing enduring truth, precious, vital, immanent, then As today. Malachi—messenger pseudonym or name? Let it suffice, he came— Came with a vision foreseeing the coming of John.

I wonder what your thoughts were When you heard That Paul had chosen you To bear his words Of admonition To the church at Rome. Perhaps you felt, as we felt today, When some important work confronted us, That you were poorly fitted for the task.

Sense said she could not meet today's demands. But with Love's help she quickly broke such bands; She saw so many she could bless and cheer Whose way might otherwise seem drab and drear.