Poetry

In these recitation of a best Word in a best order, 
shall our true self dwell and be revealed! 
Our thought are but Word, our song, our say and cry are all but in a Word, 
a communication of the innermost man in us.
Oh Word, In darkness dwellest thou until be found 
thus our ignorance to an end be brought as we with apprehension receive thine will, 
a learning that forever shall be.
The doors to thine unknown world thus opened unto us shall our full appreciation of thine beauty be heartily given unto thee.

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