Poem September 24, 1966 Issue

CHANGE OF VIEW

Mary Ruth Duling

I saw myself a mortal, meeting deadlines;
I saw my fellowman a judge, and so
I felt that I must beat about with fervor
And rush with haste and frenzy to and fro—
Until I caught a glimpse of God's perfection,
His wondrous, endless, changeless, loving plan.
And felt the quiet glow of Love's reflection
Expressed by His divine creation, man.

Mary Ruth Duling

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