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Sonnet

A POEM

By “Julian Norwich” | May 1986

“Walk circumspectly, and redeem the time

Because the days are evil,” said Saint Paul.

And still they are, for ever since the Fall

This ancient world of ours keeps step with crime.

Still dancing for a dollar or a dime,

We try to buy up time, and lose it all.

The daily news continues to appall —

Wars, rumored wars, corruption, sick­ness, slime.

Yet though we live with tyranny and treason

Our Lord redeems the dance and keeps the time.

We can walk circumspect with per­fect Reason,

For still beneath the clangor rings the chime —

For everything beneath the sun a season,

For each of us a reason and a rhyme.

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