Candy-pink roses low in cool breeze,
Care-free birds dart in and out of hedges,
Someone mows his lawn in the distance.
Of all the May delights that confront me
As I sit here on stone garden bench,
It's setting-sun rays that get me most --
Light shines on forest floor,
Light plays on trunks of trees,
Light glints off rusting wire fence
A farmer put up long before we moved in.
But there's a thought much higher
Than enchanting light of earth --
It's something Christ Jesus once said:
"I am the light of the world: he that
Followeth after me shall not walk in darkness,
But shall have the light of life."
(John 8:l2)
The beauty of this Light
Can never fade to black.
Its presence and its power
Followers of His can never lack.
And from Science and Health with Key
to the Scriptures by
Mary Baker Eddy:
"Immortal and divine Mind presents the idea of God:
first, in light; second, in reflection; third, in
spiritual and immortal forms of beauty
and goodness."
