Poem May 15, 1976 Issue

I WOULD TELL IT

Geoffrey J. Barratt

I sought
the wit to tell them all,
to tell them so we
leap, and stand
on sounder ground
than
speculation
plodding ratiocination
misting imagination.

Yet wit
is not the way
that Spirit wings our mind
with insights
upsurges
breakthroughs
to what's real.

We're won
by Spirit's holy
healing touches,
by ego-melting
self-surrender
opening to learn
how Spirit
clutches,
holds, all

as All.

Geoffrey J. Barratt

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