Poem June 4, 1979 Issue

To see great sights

Barbara L. Kelly

Today I saw a burning bush
and, recognizing holy ground,
I doffed my earth-shoed plans
to hear God speak to me
that I might know
what I should do.
Remembering other burning truths
that would have lit my way
had I not been intent upon
some human plan I'd made,
I now would stay on ground thus hedged
and hear and do and prove.

Barbara L. Kelly

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