Poem January 19, 1981 Issue

No end

HARRIETT L. THAYER

Birth never really crossed
my path of immortality,
wrapped me in matter,
hedged me by time,
nor caused me to
wander in space.
Glories of love/beauty/health
cannot shrivel, dissolve.
My wholeness is of Soul,
found and kept therein
through perfect, changeless
laws of God, my deathless Life.

HARRIETT L. THAYER

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