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Friday, 05 February 2010 17:25 |
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Author unknown
This God... who watches worlds...sees my heart...
This careful calculator, counting countless millions....counts me in...
This artist, whose canvas outstretches eternity at both ends,
whose palette out-shines planets...paints my portrait...
This lover, who dreams in Universe....dreams of me...
This creator, whose breadth of vision spans time and spawns a cosmos,
whose woven tapestry of purpose, more compound than chaos, eclipsing complexity, rolls out like a highway through history...whose heartbeat deafens supernovas...
This perfect parent...kisses me...
This playwrite, playing with the deaths and entrances of stars,
scripting the end from the beginning,
knowing the purpose of the play...
watches my feeble audition...and writes me in
(poem - source unknown)
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