On Higher Ground
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From the dark chrysalis of Time,
Emerged the radiant Light of the Word.
From dream-visions, and incomprehensible signs,
Emerged bold prophets who would change the world.
From crudest realms of pagan consciousness,
Emerged pure, monotheistic essence.
From tribal wars, and wanderings in exile,
Emerged the 'Suffering Servant' who died
For our sins and is reborn whenever
We think of Beauty; which is Truth's splendour.
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