Poem April 11, 1988 Issue

Quod erat demonstrandum

Florence Lee Rheam

Engulfing fear
shivered,
said No,

You're not tested!
You haven't proved!
You're no saint yourself!

But the call was
for my prayers.

Then I saw where Life
was really being lived:
in the city foursquare,

And in God's city—
no hurt heart,
no tangled web,
no sensuality.

I found pity—
Christly pity

and His healing.

Q. E. D.

Florence Lee Rheam

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