By: Ardis E. Parshall - April 19, 2016 The Talisman By Gene Romolo In this atomic age,When earth is quiveringFrom blasts of bursting bombsAnd uncertainty,And fear like specters stalk,Dark-shadowing the way,There is a talisman,If treasured in the heart,Will rift the pall of gloomThat dims the glorious rayOf intelligenceAnd make less long the plodOf over-weary feet …The talisman is God. (1955) ...
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