Poem September 30, 1985 Issue

What's in your attic?

ELIZABETH GLASS BARLOW

Do you have yesterday's heartaches
tied up in a bundle and
hidden somewhere
in the closed drawer of your thought?
Give no houseroom
to anything that would block the road
to your God-given freedom.

Open the windows!
Let the clear winds of Soul
blow away remembrances of failures—
cobwebs of regret.
Let the action of Love dissolve and destroy
the dark, dank geography
of earth's disappointments.

Let the allness of Love's presence
its law and its government
go on joyfully within.
Wake up!
Know these divine facts.
You are Love's own.
Rejoice!

ELIZABETH GLASS BARLOW

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