“Student,” New Era, Jan. 1971, 50


    I set a snare for knowledge

    On every epic page;

    Pursued the word of wisdom

    Up and down an age;

    Poet, saint, and wise man

    Stealthily I stalked;

    Listening, I followed

    The very ways they walked.

    But soon I stood astounded,

    For every path they trod

    In the end curved widely,

    Swiftly back to God.