Poem August 16, 1947 Issue

BEHOLD THE SIMPLE WAY OF SEEING

Dorothy M. Kiddoo

When I sincerely probe my sense of man
To rout the knowledge gained from mortal mind,
How gladly do I set to work to ban
The false suggestions Love has not defined.
When I dig deep and find the lurking foe
Which tries to veil my perfect self from view,
How gladly do I set to work to know
That these unchristian errors are not true.

Then humbly do I feel the envy cease.
The idle words, the vain amusements flee;
No longer does the self-esteem increase,
But all is leavened in humility.
Look up, behold the simple way of seeing,
And yet it plumbs the very depths of being.

Dorothy M. Kiddoo

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