Eating tasteless empty husks for years
Took me into desperate starvation.
I reached through veils of penitential tears
To find the one and full, complete salvation.
On mental knees to the one adoring Father,
My heart fell open to His full embrace.
I claimed my birthright as His perfect daughter,
An heir of Love, standing before Him, face to face.
He decreed and meted out no punishment
For all my lonely fears and hardened sin.
I was instead rejoiced in merriment,
Clothed now in robes, fine shoes, gold ring.
As I came to myself, the only real,
And returned unto my true and rightful place,
My Father ran to meet me and greet me and reveal
That I had never lost His perfect grace.
Poems
Prodigal daughter
From the April 1998 issue of The Christian Science Journal
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