at first the word began, then
the world became our land,
where sea and sky greet we almost seem,
to see the space between.........

Thursday, November 11, 2010

art.......mystery...........love

 And I, who never burned for my seeing more,
than now I burn for this: that in all things known,
to you, save Him who gleans all bliss,
and in unabated calm such where no light is hoard,
you see with my eyes that which from you shown,
that so warmed my heart as you this.

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