Poem October 29, 1990 ISSUE

Walking loose in the midst

By Barbara Cook

Do we ask in our prayer that God spare usThe lions, the vipers, the treks through the desert,The fiery furnaces?

But . . . what proves most to mankind(for generations beyond our own)The powerlessness of evil,The spirituality and perfection of man, andThe harmlessness of real being?

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