Poem February 25, 1980 Issue

You're no time bomb

FLORENCE B. ARNETT

who said you are a time bomb
ticking away?
a countdown?
don't you believe it wise up

scramble off
unreal diurnal weary-go-round
break
phantom eight-hour syndrome rebel

be your ever-self
in Love's immortal now
no mortal power
forces your unlimited spiritual being
into ticking human body called you
remember
you are Spirit's immeasurable reflection

give ear to Christ!
(your true selfhood lifting into Soul's
immortal orbits)
before Abraham was you are so switch off
Satan's time bomb death metronome

child of Life!
you're made from the stuff
eternity is made of

be
your always-self
step into Spirit's now now
enjoy being indestructible

you a tick-off never

FLORENCE B. ARNETT

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