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Poem March 30, 1981 Issue

When no bird sang...

STEVEN ALAN AVEY

When no bird sang,
spring came.
It's not our praise
that activates Spirit's ways.
The I am always is—
our song proceeds from His!

STEVEN ALAN AVEY

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