Treatise on God


63

And, behold, I am with thee
As the planets live amongst the stars
Behold, I hold thee, as the trees
Keep the Earth together, the air fresh

I am God, nature pure devoid of scripture
I am Love, creative, a power of evolution
I can do everything through
He who gives me strength

I can love everyone through
She who gives me the ability to love
And, behold, I am not alone
For God so loved the world

And we each have a spark of God
And whoever believes in the stars
Shall not perish but have eternal life
For in the stars awaits our destiny

And we know that in all things God works
For the good of those who crave the light
Of the future, do not conform any longer
To the pattern of the past world, it is gone

Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything
By prayer and petition, present your love
To the Galaxy, the one you were born into
For it is by grace you can know God

Through faith, and not for yourself,
By the fruit of the spirit in love, joy, peace, patience
Kindness, goodness, faithfulness;
It is the gift of God, therefore I urge you

Brothers, our grace is sufficient to confess
That we want to be part of the new creation
It is love which changes the world, after all,
Keep your love free from the love of money

Live simply, give yourself fully, until the Holy Spirit
Comes unto you, let yourself be a witness
May the God of hope fill you with overflowing trust
Until resurrection finds you ready and purified.

A Treatise on Michelangelo


52

A man paints with his brains
Not with his hands
A woman makes music not with her fingers
But with her heart
Death and love move the artist

We all labour to the genius
Of our own absolute love
But we must learn eternal patience
For faith in oneself is always
the best and safest course

In this brute world of circumstance
Our fate can change in an hour
If we have been pleased with life
We should not be displeased with death
Since all art comes in the end

From the same master
Still then would I hope that
I may always desire more than
I can humanly accomplish, therefore
That the art of God may shine in me

Not for any personal glory but
For the human good, for that spirit
I live and love in God’s peculiar light
And my soul can find no staircase to heaven
Unless it be through Earth’s loveliness.