I wanted words whose joyous tones could spell
the wondrous, saving truth I wished to tell,
majestic words that like the ocean's song
forever softening harsher sounds are strong
and beautiful. In earth and sky and sea
I tested symbols, tasted imagery.
The silent, shimmering rainbow's gentle glow,
deep organ music through a mist of snow,
a robin's liquid singing in the rain,
the glad eyes of a child come home again,
were not enough to measure me a phrase
to match my wondering joy and grateful praise.
When I, at last, for answer, looked above,
The words, age-old, dawn-bright, spelled,
"God is Love."
Poems
The Answer
From the September 1955 issue of The Christian Science Journal
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