Beholding the Light

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Here in time and lost in matters of space

We are here, or are we really?

Is it all illusions of man once seen

Were to be cast far away long for denying?

How could he bend his sacred place?

And honor the greatest of dreams?

‘Tis true the spark within you

divine and white beholding the eternal light

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By Michael R Pinnell