Poem February 1, 1988 Issue

Blessed prodigal

Jacqueline Cohen

I will arise
And realize

The ever-presence
Of the All-wise:
I will go to
my Father-Mother's house—
Remember my being
is in Life—

And leave behind
this illusion
Called sin.

For Love has shown me
How to begin:
Made me aware of my
real self
There all along—
Now awakened within.

Jacqueline Cohen

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