I move much closer each time that I see The essence pure with greatness understood Perfection pumps throughout her veins, her blood Her strength continues to triumph over me It takes me captive then it sets me free To mix like water with dirt, we turn to mud Such joining forces two to bond in one A union God alone can cause to be. |
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| So eas’ly broken, dried by burning sun, The water goes; the mud turns callous, crust The vapor rises, leaving through the sky, To nature’s giv’n the fault of separation, The crust that once was mud now breaks to dust The broken dust is left to wonder why. |
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J. Abram Barneck.
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