Since time began oft men have longed to know
More of the truth, eternal, undefiled,
The why of birth, the aftermath of death;
And searching, were by mortal mind beguiled.
Lo! here at last to fill with truth the void,
Comes answer through a woman's travail brought
By prayer and absorbing love of good
Unselfed, divine, with Spirit's power fraught.
The Science of the Christ in renaissance to-day,
Our Comforter, unveils the perfect man
Of God's creating, timeless, deathless, free,
Unfolding to us all Love's glorious plan.
