Poem July 11, 1977 Issue

ON BEING AWARE OF THE WARES

Doris Lubin

Don't play around with error.
Don't roll it on the tongue and say,
"Well, I won't actually swallow it."
Don't touch, or toy, or fool with error.
Even if you pick it up for a moment
to hold with the utmost care,
it may break into a hundred arguments
and somehow convince you that now it's yours.

But do take hold of
the solid, unbreakable substance of Soul.
Do savor the spiritual completeness
that resists nibbles of materiality.

As you abide in the conviction of
being already clothed in righteousness,
already dwelling in the house of the Lord,
shopping around in the marketplaces of mortal mind
will become an utter impossibility.

Doris Lubin

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