22.11.2024
Though I am unfamiliar with the way The gods with vain human beings play, I know something of the evil's will That strives somehow to outlast good and kill The evolving spirit's flight towards God. I have known Beauty in the scented flowers, Touched the life-force in a piece of sod And felt as seconds the meditative hours.
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