Poem May 30, 1988 Issue

No lost love

Doris Lubin

I delight. I delight
In doing Thy will, dear God.

And if this relationship isn't right,
I can turn from sense of unrequited love
To wait for wisdom's choosing.
I know in my heart (no, no broken heart)
Self-will is all I'm losing.

Completely complete,
I wait.
Even with joy, anticipate
The path of wisdom's choosing.
Without regret or void—
With joy unalloyed—
I'll wait for divine Love's approving.

Doris Lubin

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