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Mar 2019
I stare back from the last horizon,
  and scientists look bemused

Theologians prey among themselves,
  mystics stay confused

Once through the light Divining
  no beginnings or their ends

All truth transcending within itself
  —as time and space descend

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)
Kurt Philip Behm
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