Poem January 4, 1982 Issue

Release, not restriction

JOYCE THOMAS

Soar, my friend!
Rules
are tools
to use
to build
a better life by.

May you never lose
nor abuse one,
nor find
the devil's wedge—
discouragement—
hidden among the true,
nor feel
the cold breath of impatience
impelling quaky stance.

God's man
has no feet of clay:
he's already standing firm
in purity.

JOYCE THOMAS

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