The Holy Grail Of Life Poem by Göran Gustafsson
The Holy Grail Of Life
We aim at the stars in heaven
While the sin below grows to seven
In theory we learn to maneuver
But fail to see the primal mover
When struck by the drums of dawn
We know the masterpiece been drawn
An image for the hidden secret parts
And food from God to open hearts
For now we see in a mirror dark
But then, it will shine and spark
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5/3/2024 3:18:55 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Nicely written, Goran. Thanks for sharing