Poems

There is a goal, a place for safe arriving; To reach it, all must pass beneath the rod. There stillness shall take the place of all our striving; Meekness and love shall know the things of God.

Martha , Martha, why do you stay With the cumbering cares of a mortal day? Awake and behold yourself Love's pure reflection; Like Mary, feast upon Spirit's perfection. One thing is needful in the holy hour— The instant response to Love's quickening power, The glad willing yielding, the clear inner sight.

I talked with God, omniscient good, And light encircled where I stood. Not blazing sun, volcanic glare, But Truth revealed: pure light was there.

We cannot with unopened eyes Or doubting heart Know tender, constant care, nor see In smallest part How Love's impartial good pours forth Abundantly. But listening, those humble hearts Find answer where Pure gratitude wells up within A silent prayer.

In truth there is no aristocracy; Or rather we are princes, all of us. Each one is wholly perfect, pure, and free, The child of God, for truly none are lost; No one is hopeless or superfluous.

Oh , circulate the messages of Mind Through living proof that man's complete and whole. Receive your good from God, its source, And send it forth again To heal, to nourish and console The hearts of men.

Frail wings in the nest Newly freed From the round dark Have the seed Of flight And have the need Of quest And the might To lift the lark. Just so Small hopes nesting in the heart Must grow And prove their worth— Their pinioned part— In lifting thought Above the earth When freedom must be sought.

Behind the patterns of light on rock, where shifting leaf-shapes capture gleams of shining sky, I see Thy face. Above the bird song and the branches' sigh, where tiny wings make quick heartbeats to soar on high, I hear Thy voice.

This day, untouched by sense of time In Life's irradiancy. This place, unseen to mortal eye, In Love's security.

No path is dark, with Love to walk beside me; No way is dim or filled with doubt and fear. The radiancy of Truth, forever streaming, Lights all the view before me, far and near.