Poem February 20, 1989 Issue

Alone with God

Jennifer Bartlett

Alone with God?
It wasn't a place where
I particularly wanted to be.
And yet
As I listen and hear that gentle voice
There comes this irresistible yielding
And a letting of grace
Determine place,
Until,
Repentant, rejoicing,
I find myself
Singing and dancing,
Companioned, and oh so glad
To be
Alone with God.

Jennifer Bartlett

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