We collided on the ocean of selfishness
our angular aims taut with now's ambition
our minds heavy with I I I cargo
destined to sink to dark nowhere.
Let's leave hate's spiral-down
for a thought-helix up up up
into God's covenant to divine conception
and high vision of the new man.
The age aches to set men to men aright.
Let's start again O friend:
I am that I am is Mind and its ideas.
And Science turns me to Spirit in thought of you.
I pray that the winds of heaven are rushing under your wings
lifting you to freest latitudes
soaring your thoughts to Love's amplest gifts
lightening your conduct to eternal rewards.
In Love I've glimpsed you brother.
