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Introit
by Leonard M HawkesIn Nature,
Through Nature,
I have ever
Seen His face.
In Passion's storm
E'en temporal sin--
Nature has
Unveiled His grace.
And may it be
In life's decline
In bitter days
That sure will come--
In Nature
Through Nature
I shall Know
The One. 10/17/2015 Author's Note: Transcendental souvenir #1.
Posted on 10/18/2015
Copyright © 2024 Leonard M Hawkes
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 10/19/15 at 08:09 PM Universally esoteric...I like how this one allows others to take what they will from it. |
| Posted by Rob Littler on 10/20/15 at 04:02 PM Salutations to the prepared mind. For if there is no destination, then the travel is not worth the effort; even if it is a bitter road we sometimes travel, we do so willingly--this spark of fire called humanity, living briefly but with such depth. |
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