Poem September 1, 1962 Issue

ENTITY

Rita Berman

Each thing in God especial is, unique;
No one is undistinguished in his role.
Can five more special be than four, than two—
Numerical concepts held withing the whole?
There is no note in music lost, unheard.
Each sound has placement in the sonic scale.
A hairbreadth's vacuum in infinity
Would render Principle of no avail.
So we, God's ideas, each conceived in Mind
As entity expressive of His power,
Distinct, distinguished, stand to do His will,
Radiant, assured, in Life's unending hour.

Rita Berman

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