A POEM
Ice in the spirit
Is but frozen tears
And bitterness
Is expectation killed.
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- Karl Keating
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(Militia est vita hominis super terram. — Job)
Why in me, Sir, do you…
For all we love to know
He gives us signs
In the beginning A Mind, Eternal. Then
A mind, created.
A sweet Whispering,
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