Poems

Thank You, Father, for this feast where inspiration is the wine, not alone for me and mine. Your potent truth is holy fare— bread which hungering ones may share.

This is God's day. The evening as the morning by Him alone is ruled.

In all the ages Thought has never been imprisoned. New tyrannies may still Impose imperious, unholy will Upon the shrinking flesh of race or creed, But thought goes free; Never, while ages last, Can thought be crucified Or death bombs blast It to vacuity! Take, therefore, this imperishable power, translate To brotherhood all earthborn lust and hate, Let the sweet dignity of man arise And every concept pass beneath Love's rod; Only in unselfed thinking freedom lies— Think, then, the thoughts of God!

You are not alone— You who cry out in loneliness. Declare God's presence ever meets your need For friend and home.

Did you hear what the Master said to us? Then I will bring it to your memory: He looked on us with all-embracing love; Knew that at times we faltered, sore afraid, Yet in all tenderness he called us friends. At those dear words, "Ye are my friends," Our hearts knew utter joy and soaring hope.

Pure faith perched near my window And swelled his feathered throat. "Praise unto God!" he trilled aloud With every liquid note.

I cannot see .

It came to pass that Peter, James, and John Went up into the mount with Jesus, and He was transfigured suddenly and on His raiment fell a glistering flame. Light spanned The holy mountain: in that glorious hour Both Moses and Elias came.

God bathes the universe in light, The greater light to rule the day, The lesser light to rule the night, Illuminating all the way: The day of joyous demonstration, The night of quiet consecration. And nightmare dreams of life pass on Into their own oblivion, For never was a pathway trod But designated by our God.

There was no answer to my cry, For men were powerless to aid; The senses bound me with a lie, And I was helpless and afraid. The human intellect was vain; God's truth alone could bring release; In childlike faith I turned again To Him and found abiding peace.