True joy is now.
One asks, But how?
I am without . . .
Release all doubt,
A finite plea
Futile to free,
For you are man.
It takes no span
Of human time
To learn God is:
And man the son
Receiving all that's His.
Within this law
Of fact divine
Is stable joy,
Secure in Mind.
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Poems
No Delay
From the March 1966 issue of The Christian Science Journal