I guess I thought we were poetry
Beauty and Wisdom written and rhymed,
Reality bowed to our voice
Stars rose in our dark night
God was born in our light
Days fell in rows and rows
Until we saw the greater glow
That we are just words.
Words on a page
In a book among thousands.
One book, in a library of life.
Feb 17, 2025
Feb 17, 2025 at 5:15 PM UTC
I guess I thought we were poetry
Beauty and Wisdom written and rhymed,
Reality bowed to our voice
Stars rose in our dark night
God was born in our light
Days fell in rows and rows
Until we saw the greater glow
That we are just words.
Words on a page
In a book among thousands.
One book, in a library of life.
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