Poems

Feeling together that power divine Has tenderly linked your journey and mine. Beyond the hours, the years, the days An eternal bond of perfect praise.

Listening as the day retires, round the glowing cozy fires Jesus speaks of his Father's kingdom being ever near. Admonishing in his gentle way, healing, teaching, showing how to pray, Jesus voices the truth that we are made to spiritually see and hear— to understand.

No rarefied philosophy fished from the human theory pool of guesswork and conjectural belief. No stunning set of stock replies or sharp quotations memorized to fill my eager listeners with awe.

The kind, the merciful, the good Unite to make Thee understood And songs of gratitude we raise Proclaim in joy our humble praise. The gracious word and gentle smile— Each gladly offered second mile— Show how our native talents blend In praise of Thee, our ever friend.

Inspired spiritualized perfected thought awakening in me a new level of understanding a new sense of being a new basis from which to draw life's conclusions a glowing ember of an idea that grows into extraordinary light illuminating all the pages of my life.

Off for Thee I go where Thou leadest, cause me to know the way. Give me strength to make the journey, tell me what You'd have me say.

Afterward, we hear no more of the sturdy four who carried the palsied in his bed to the very roof to find complete, scientific proof of healing. Who will today explore and find their spiritual four (faith, hope, love, purity perhaps?) needed to take consciousness heaven-high and let Christ, Truth, uncover, break up the lie of sinning sense? In spite of matter's pain or press, spiritual sense knows Christ's power and man's free access.

David, to the chief Musician, Spoke of God who searches and who knows. God spoke to him in heartfelt, holy symbols.

"Faith is a song Before the dawn," A poet sang. I made my song In darkest night, A tremulous note From a straitened throat.

When I awake to a bright new day, I turn my thought to God and say: Let me serve as a lens so clear, For all to see that Love is here! Let me put self-will aside, Let me lose all foolish pride. Let my deeds go forth with grace, Show Your love upon my face.