Poem November 21, 1964 Issue

ONE WORLD

Vera Sohr Kelly

The world is fresh
and new to open eyes.
No mortal mesh
hides paradise.
All dreams disperse.
One is the universe.

God's goodness shines
through every earthly thing.
His love refines.
His favors sing.
Oh, I find rest
in signs, like bird on crest!

Yes, I may rest,
but only to move on
in glory. Blessed
heart's Rubicon,
continuous test,
proves God's world manifest.

Vera Sohr Kelly

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