Heaven - All of Thine Energies Poureth
Forth in Her Eyes, just like Moonlit Skies;
'Tis Starlit Fire in thine Eyes I Adoreth;
And concealed within: All Affinities
Hidden from Sleeping Mankind, in Plain Sight.
And if thou, Dear Reader, seeketh Divinity,
Affix thine Eyes no further than Daylight,
As it Dies every Night in God's Red Sky,
Over yon Mountains High, snow-tipped, and Proud;
Proud Her values hath never been compromised,
Akin to Silver Rain, Haughty, in Mother's Cloud,
Before thy Beauty bursts forth, Humbly Realized.
Sometimes thou seeketh Mysteries, Vainly, Alone...
While 'tis within Thyself, through God's Grace grown.
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