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by jogar
Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #1852528
where words contain the fullness of all creation
How the spirit beholds us in the mighty

Creation of His Glory, is our ever-present


Throughout the presence each thought is His value.

Into the grove where waters and soil merge

grow many ideas that feed the many.

And the many reserve a place for the next.

In the grove where worlds bring waters march

as soil breathes timeless souls.

This freedom is with the Life and the fluid

of the Supreme glow.

Here the blood of physics

is relentless in His prayer.

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