GOD'S ALLNESS

Sometimes, when it seems mocking tears,frightening dreams, and false fearswould accent my smallness,I think of God's allness,and it melts them away—I soar in the wideness of mercy, the tallnessof justice, in boundless purity.I romp and I playin genuine grace, which banishes space,not in time but eternity, and liftson joyous wingsall things out of mortality.

Althea Brooks Hollenbeck

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