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.
Poems
No Delay
From the March 1966 issue of The Christian Science Journal
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