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Bending near the earth

From the May 1989 issue of The Christian Science Journal

A voice echoed from a godless land,
you know the place.
Where even relentless matter
makes no sign of being,
where all is nothing
and cries cannot stir it,
they tear only against themselves.

From a soul hollowed out
by the flawed wisdom of man,
one cried out for the living God;
and fell asleep by an open window,

the first gusts of summer
fluttering over the stillness inside.
As birds broke the dawn,
a voice soft as the pale light
in the room,
the one from sleep,
lifted eyes,
to the hush.
Ah, my daughter.
I am here. Holy, holy
Oh so holy quiet care.

In His benevolence
anguish fades,
yet stillness,
not to break the crystal of His presence.
O Lord,
to reach the deepest darkest soul You
have bent Your light so low.
To brush cool the raw cheek
across the wilderness You came.
And so did a knowing deeper than the sea.

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