Poem October 20, 1980 Issue

At the outer edge

DARREN NELSON

Neither today
nor ten times ten yesterdays,
in my backyard or in the tents of squalor
that seem continents away;
neither at searing noon nor soaring midnight,
beaten by wind or bewildered by sea;

Not ever, anywhere, has God's omnipotence
been hesitant about supplying good,
or constituting law,
or being All.
Mind's movement moves the universe;
Soul's absolute precision marks no lapses,
moratoriums, or negligence,
not now or then or sometime when

Nothing has ever interfered with His eternal
seeing, or with Love's reality,
including man. Including me.
There is no dreamer
of exceptions
to His infinite control.

DARREN NELSON

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