Poetry

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Blind man grapples in the chill of darkness
To the Truth proceeding becomes his prey.

Searching… glimmer of Light emerges
Hands attached to an opened Book.

Resonating inscribed glory!
Flood light emerges - 'The Son' portrayed
Well conceived from Divine Seed.

God's radiance conveyed from a Son of Adam!
Arrayed with Majesty - latter known as "I Am He."

As a gathering of coal that glows to gratify
Truth annuls evils' icy glare when testified.

For now creation groans for an enlightened spring
To be vaulted unto those eternal arms of "The King.'

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