9.11.2024
On the canvas of infinity I see painted the golden rays of dawn, An evolutionary mystery Promising relief to the forlorn Who have lived when evil had her reign And seemed to stifle good with endless pain, But He has brought down from eternal spheres Absorbing all the wounds of mortal years The healing light to give to man again.
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