The Eternal
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The soft light of joy flows through the faint blue veins:
Born of Beauty's splendour; beyond brittle words;
Beyond the transient concerns of this age;
Beyond the darker regions of Adam's curse.
The hard eye of Vision penetrating dreams,
Guides us towards a deeper communion;
Beyond the senses' shadowy images;
Towards the stillness at the heart of the Sun.
Beyond the silvery sounds that stir the soul
For a brief time then drift into the ether;
Beyond the narrow creeds & earth bound goals,
That fade forever like fleeting illusions.
For currently we see through a glass darkly,
Yet Beauty's infinite textures remain.
Its' design burns golden in the memory;
A glimpse of the Eternal beyond these days.
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