Poem May 11, 1974 Issue

YOU'RE THE LIGHT

Harold David Joffe

I used to think that man was glass
Of pure transparency,
That as he wiped the dust away
God's light would shine through him.

But on a clear and glorious day
God showed me higher right:
That man is never fragile glass;
He always is the light!

Harold David Joffe

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