Even On The Darkest Night Something Still Grows
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Don't look down on man's religions;
Don't reject his inner core,
For the bulk of his beliefs
Are the opening of a door:
Man's a child, and needs a symbol;
Man is young and searching still,
He must conquer superstition,
He must rise above the will.
Hope is difficult to find
In a world of storm and trouble;
And sometimes it might look
Like man's truths are merely bubbles;
But from tiny seeds great plants
Grow large in the dark of night,
And they take in needed nourishment
And spread, to find the light.
Don't despise the tiny seedlings
Man is planting for the day,
When his questions all are answered;
When his mind has had it's say:
If you love his searching spirit,
And you know his heart is deep,
Don't look down on early efforts;
For someday mankind must reap.
If you truly love mankind, you must respect his religions.
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