As my freshly whetted kitchen knife will
Slice tomorrow's breakfast fruit twice as easily
As the same one dull,
So Christian Science treatment prepares me
For each day, letting Christ, Truth, tenderly and swiftly
Peel away the mortal view of things and cut right through
To the essential, divine standpoint that heals.
Sharpened now, by the grace of Spirit, I refuse
To believe the pointless lie of life in matter and see instead
With Soul's sweet clarity,
My life and all being in God, beloved.
