Poem May 14, 1977 Issue

IDENTITY

Rita M. Goldschmidt

Who am I?
Why that's easy—
God's idea.

How is that?
Patterned from Mind,
reflecting Soul,
joy is my nature,
Love sees me whole.

I yield to this selfhood,
discern what is true;
I'm revealed in perfection,
God's man, understood.

Rita M. Goldschmidt

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