Monday, 22 September 2014

God, whom to my friends existeth not.

God that golden light,

whom to my friends existeth not,

Save in my mind, that grand design,

Imagined by imagination deep in my heart,

For comfort and vengeance,

No objective right.

Now, if only my mind they have

Then they too would have that heavenly light

Shone deep beyond unbelief

That God is indeed a very real thing.  


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