8,7,8,7

Groping for my meaningful place
Through the maze of mortal schemes;
I will never find the real grace
Of the Truth that quells false dreams.

Only when I quit vainglory,
And release all plans to Mind;
Only when I choose the holy,
Shall I find the place that’s mine.

Mortal mind  thoughts are enchanting,
Luring man from high estate;
These would blind my clearest seeing,
Should I choose to hesitate.

I must quietly encourage
Every thought to come from Mind;
I must never judge, disparage
Or belittle what I find.

Humbleness of mind and motive,
Gracious with the lesser things;
Grateful for the fact that I live,
And the joy that Loving brings.

Attitude of Love Supernal,
Gives my thought a holier grace;
Knowing I Am Mind Eternal,
Brings me to my rightful place.

The place I seek is seeking me,
Talents that I may express;
Knowing, trusting that I shall be
With God ever in Oneness.

Neither shall I fear nor worry
That my Life shall be in vain;
And I choose to never hurry
That which brings my Peace again.

Rev. Paul Lachlan Peck, “Footsteps along the Path”, iUniverse 2006