[Written for the Journal.]
From the January 1909 issue of The Christian Science Journal
The air is heavy with the breath of prayer; The still earth listens for the unspoken thought; My heart beats wildly, and each throb is fraught With joy and anguish for the longing there. Ah, patient Christ, thine arms are open wide! I press—I hasten, lest earth's seething tide Should bear me backward, and with Love deposed Fear meet me halting and—I find them closed.
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