Questions & Answers

One is the Mind which regulates the cosmos, Which holds the galaxies upon their way, Which, in exquisite form immaculate, Unfolds the tiny blossom at my feet. There is no other mind, perverse and peevish.

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My private wilderness—how grim, how drear, How hopeless! Surely Moses never trod One so forsaken, so apart from God. And his was so far off, and this one here.

Through corridors of timeless Life Resounds a melody. It is a golden-throated note Sustained eternally! It penetrates earth's sepulchers, Besieging their beliefs.

Dear Father, for Thy love and constant care My overflowing heart sends forth this prayer. Oh, may I speak Thy truth courageously Where ignorant and bound need to be free.

It was not sympathy or worldly wealth That came to him who sat beside the gate; But those who knew the nature of the Christ Revealed to him his sonship, pure and free. He leaped and stood.

Father, the night seemed lonely in the valley, As clouds of doubt seemed to obscure the way; But with the morning came Thy angel message: "Thou art in Love's safe keeping, watch and pray. " Thy gentleness encompasses my being.

Man is no captive in a foreign world Of death and dark deception—wingless child Adrift on chartless winds, forever hurled From night to night. He is no slave defiled By sin and serfdom, clutching to his breast The piteous fragments of his dignity.

Unfoldment of man's life is one With the bright promise of the rose. The ancient attar sweetly flows.

There is no silent emptiness of space; We cannot speed beyond Love's close embrace; The utterance of thought is all around, Beyond the barrier of mortal sound. No deathlike empty silence shall we find, But rich communion with the Spirit, Mind; No lack of consciousness, we may be sure; Instead, the heaven-sent prompting and the pure And clear significance that may be heard Beyond the confines of the measured word.